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Baboucar William N-Jie
Baboucar William N-Jie
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IM TIRED OF NIGGAS SAYIN YEAH IN THEY RAPS YEAH IM TIRED OF NIGGAS SAYIN LESS THAN THE FACTS, PRAYER CAN ONLY TAKE YOU SO FAR THEN BULLETS TAKE YOU THE REST DONT PUT YO HANDS TOGETHER SO THEY WILL SAY YOU IS BLESSED NIGGA BELIVE IT THIS SHIT IS OURS ALREADY BABY RECEIVE IT I know you know you Ain't gonna find your soul at Neimans And Freedman's don't make you shine they sell demons Blood diamonds, don't nobody ever say the bottom line Don't be the one that didn't watch till he was out of time Be a lot of signs way before the dotted line Could probably see through more bullshit If y'all was blind out of sight out of mind I strategize not apologize for competition ain't no compromise Big Mac right beside me like McDonald's fries It's for protection but Im always trying to optimize YALL niggas act like loyalty is rocket science For the check even stand up guys fall in line Hold on Pop out with the throwaway yeah You AINT gettin no money haters go away ay ay yeah That's that shit that motivate yeah You to get your shit in line like a rollerblade ay ay yeah Who gone slide, one of my ops just died i ain't kill him so I cried And i ain't got no pride you can't win like that I tried At a young age I had to pick a side I picked outside I can die right now and never drop I'm still top-five As long as my son don't make the same mistakes I did my job Yeah you keep saying it's on site but my niggas fuckshit.com I'm out here sonning all these rap niggas just like my mom And it's a storm after this storm I don't know what they talking 'bout calm Popping my shit on a daily Her bio said fuck you pay me She just want the cash money baby That ass got the trap going crazy Popping my shit on a daily On it, on it Pop up on your hoe today yeah I don't get it Poppin it's a no today ay ay yeah Got some partners and I know they Hatin yeah I done got it Poppin I'm about to make a mad mad mad Who go slide, which one is you choosing your pockets or your pride Which one is your guide is it your guys or your God These niggas confused about who they really are inside How the fuck could they ever open their mouth to speak about mine I ain't never mind when they stop calling my line And I've been getting mine since they thought I lost my mind I've been dodging mines since I was running around in that my nine I was only like nine shots hollerin like waaaaaahhhhh
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