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Ooh, I'm off the liquor Illin' with the sticka I don't fuck with that nigga Aah, I'm off the liquor Illin' with the sticka I don't fuck with that nigga Yo, too much soft youts, not enough savage See my eye bags, I carry nuff baggage I'm still on the roads, I'm a street addict How the hell they broke and they still feed their weed habits? Niggas say they ride if they touch me Got touched and it's only me on some fuckery Niggas say they love me, they ain't really loving me Unless you think loving me is seeing me and spudding me Oh, yeah, blud I got family out of nowhere 'Cause I've been making noise for the whole year And my advice is don't stare, I beg your dawg there I'm wid' the yout with no care, I'll leave man with no hair I'm really from the block, I could never pretend I swear he fucks with the opps? We'll never be friends You're round them so much you even smell like them If I grab her by nine, I'll have her back by ten A.M., Bro got nicked for a charge, A.M. I swear that's the feds in the car, I hate them I heard they want beef with the squad And say when man pull up and spray skengs, yo I gotta pray before I leave my house I got a lot of fucked niggas tryna take man down They scheme, they browse, you was my bro, my pal We don't speak but your secrets don't leave my mouth, argh I'm with the soul killers, you know the roads are vicious I heard my bro snitchin', and it hurts 'cause I love and miss him They called us broke they were so malicious Mm-ch, mm-ch, revenge taste so delicious Why you naked on the gram? Yo shawty That ain't just your puss, that's everyone's punani Wife dat gyal, nah, nah, that ain't me B My gyal wouldn't even post a pic in bikini Look now, niggas tryna diss me 'cause I'm known You made a vid with my jewels, and you still ain't blown Keep the drillers in the hood, they'll turn everyone cabbage All the nerds we can swap them for 21 Savage I'm shopping for a mash, nigga send me all the prices In my 20's and I've had a midlife crisis Shot in my back, I never said shit How dare you call me snitch, are you fucking sick? I'm a psycho, that's sicker I just drink weed and smoke liquor Never trust a nigga, I had no father figure Always my dick and my balls that she lick-ah Then when she went lower than my balls I just shiver Busy on the block man, I never done study You ain't seen dirt man, you never did muddy In school you was a nerd and now you're coming back cruddy When I gave the shank to my bro, he brought it back bloody Argh, they tried to take me down but I'm Deya How dare you think a weapon's more stronger than prayer I'm more than blessed, I'm more than flex Ayy gyal, I can't stay, this ain't more than sex It is what it is Ain't showering for weeks 'cause I'm tryna get stinking rich Sometimes you have to sink that ship, like fuck friendships You weren't real from the start, man you always told fibs, yo Show me you're loyal and I got you for life Show me betrayal I'ma cut you with knife Mommy don't cry, everyting's alright I just bought a new home, everyting's all white But man are still reckless and ruthless, don't let me have to prove it I'ma really do something stupid I'ma hit the target if I shoot it The only thing I miss is J Hus' new music Ooh, I'm off the liquor Illin' with the sticka I don't fuck with that nigga Aah, I'm off the liquor Illin' with the sticka I don't fuck with that nigga 3 J Hus, 3 J Hus, J Hus, J Hus J Hus, J Hus, J Hus, J Hus, J Fucking Hus Miss that nigga man 3 Jugga J, DK, Blade, Mikes, DB, all the mandem Stay Lo, Banky, Scammy, Bronson, Menace, JP, Boogie, Nas, S, H, Megz Dubs, G Bop, Fari, YB, KT, AB, GB, Dirty, Spliff, Rasta, A Rackz Stillz, GR, TB, Alisade, Jiggy, Face, Shorty S Dot, Peezy, Aystar, Natty, Poison, Shakes, Roy Shout out my nigga Tuckz Rest in peace Muffin, Crimer, my nigga die hard Hornsey for life, big up all the mandem in the Ville Ooh, I'm off the liquor Illin' with the sticka I don't fuck with that nigga
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