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Grrr Ahh (Kezii) Grrr Look, look, look O's up Look (All due respect You got no fuckin' idea what it's like to be Number One Every decision you make Affects every facet of every other fuckin' thing) He gon act like he don't know my bop Like, bro I'll soon be the one that's on top Like, bro I used to get all the rocks Bag em, I used to put him on that block If you wanna be down, put cracks in his socks If she wanna be down, she gotta tote on this knock Everyday bro, some new nigga shot Everyday I gotta ride with my chop Everyday bro, some new nigga dead Thinkin bout Dot, boy that shit get me red Why the fuck would you leave me on read? Bro I wish you would've called me instead Bro I'd have pull up and Like, bro I'd have pulled up and knocked off a head Bro, for you bro was aimin for dreads Bro, for you boy I'd have went to the feds Huggin your moms while I laid you to rest On this block it could never be rec Ask what I jack, I could never be deaf Feelin wild tough so I got me this vest Like over east, tryna empty the Over east tryna empty the tec I done stepped till I had no breath I done stepped till it was nun left I ain't gon lie, boys ran in my crib I did bad, ion even know what I did I forgot I went live with the grip I think one of mans went I think one of my mans went bitch I think one of my bros had snitched I think bro ain't wanna do him no bid But fuck it lil bitch but it is what it is Grah Like, look Boy is he gon slide? Is he really gon pull up and ride? Put everything that he got on the line? Call up a vibe, make em set up a line Thinkin bout bro got me losin my mind Boy I wish I could bring back time Bro I really be missin my slimes, like He gon act like he don't know my bop Like, bro I'll soon be the one that's on top Like, bro I used to get all the rocks Bag em, I used to put him on that block If you wanna be down, put cracks in his socks If she wanna be down, she gotta tote on this knock Everyday bro, some new nigga shot Everyday I gotta ride with my chop Everyday bro, some new nigga dead Thinkin bout Dot, boy that shit get me red Why the fuck would you leave me on read? Bro I wish you would've called me instead Bro I'd have pull up and Like, bro I'd have pulled up and knocked off a head Bro, for you bro was aimin for dreads Bro, for you boy I'd have went to the feds Ahh Haa Look MB MB, look, look Ahh Haa
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