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He used to be my friend, but fuck that nigga 'cause the man told Screamin' free the real, can't wait to let my mans go Lost a couple brothers, swear to God I'm going mental But I'm slidin' for you, tryna leave an opp dismantled Now I'm doin' shows, I used to sit up in the bando Got the city lit, I got it lit just like some candles Plug is droppin' chicken, you would think it was from Nando's Mali Makin' Money, baby I'm just by my bankroll CLE not Cleveland, free the gang and free up Pengo Glizzy, ain't no slippin' bitch I'm clutchin' 'cause I can't go Sorry I can't wife you, you the type to fuck the bang bro I'm that nigga on my block, for younger's as an example Aye, and I got shooters that are illegal Promise I'ma make it, make it with my people Laughin' at the opp'oz 'cause they thinkin' that we equal Name brand shoppin' on your block I'm going evil Aye, name brand we don't do miskeens Ho's are always callin' tellin' me how much they miss me Old friends mad, I bet they wonder why they diss me I'm just flexing on my victory lap just like Nipsey You know I love my shooters We play with Glocks and Rugers Out the cut maneuvers We Actavis, more rumour Thridy pop like rulers Blow your top like tumour Swervin' in 'em zoomers Drink Henny like a juicer Live we take a Uber Move smart that's how I move, yuh Sick we might just shoot cha' I'm tryna make you famous You've been on my main list Niggas might just hate this A baddie who I came with Youngin on his age shit Workin' I stay patient Bad things what they prayin' Don't listen what they sayin' He used to be my friend, but fuck that nigga 'cause the man told Screamin' free the real, can't wait to let my mans go Lost a couple brothers, swear to God I'm going mental But I'm slidin' for you, tryna leave an opp dismantled Now I'm doin' shows, I used to sit up in the bando Got the city lit, I got it lit just like some candles Plug is droppin' chicken, you would think it was from Nando's Mali Makin' Money, baby I'm just by my bankroll CLE not Cleveland, free the gang and free up Pengo Glizzy, ain't no slippin' bitch I'm clutchin' 'cause I can't go Sorry I can't wife you, you the type to fuck the bang bro I'm that nigga on my block, for younger's as an example
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