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Fuck all that talkin', we gon' get 'em straight I'm in the trenches damn near every day I get the money and stay out the way I'm movin' solo, can't fuck with no snakes Pull out them bands and I got 'em amazed She'll fuck me for a new pair of J's He try to flex, chopper eatin' his face Take off your vest 'cause you're losin' your fade Bitch where I'm from my young niggas don't play Everything come bigger, they clutchin' them K's Fuck all these hoes, tell 'em stay out my face I can't fuck with you, too busy gettin' paid All of my niggas keep it on the waist Don't step in my section, that shit, it ain't safe I'm on my shit, that's the reason they hate Straight to the top, yeah I'm on the way Just left the bank, took out twenty thousand to flex I'm feelin' like fuck a nigga If you get out of line you get hit with that iron It really ain't shit to come touch a nigga I be all out of state, I just stay out of the way Don't give two fucks about another nigga Disloyal as fuck, ain't no trust but give up So I had to stop trustin' niggas Never did fuck with them other niggas Really, I never did fuck with niggas I just be around a couple niggas Elimination, come and fuck a nigga I just poured up me a deuce, yeah I fell in love with the juice Backwoods twistin' fruit, assault rifle when I move Uh, uh, I'm finna cop me a coupe 23 be on all of my shoes, I just cashed out on some jewels It look like I stepped in the pool, yeah they be watchin' my moves Can't take an L, I don't lose, he move wrong, make the news, yeah You gon' get hit with that tool Don't give a fuck about you, step on the scene, bitches choose My pockets full of them blues, they try to play me like a fool 'Cause I never did finish school, now they tryna see what I do Fuck all that talkin', we gon' get 'em straight I'm in the trenches damn near every day I get the money and stay out the way I'm movin' solo, can't fuck with no snakes Pull out them bands and I got 'em amazed She'll fuck me for a new pair of J's He try to flex, chopper eatin' his face Take off your vest 'cause you're losin' your fade Bitch where I'm from my young niggas don't play Everything come bigger, they clutchin' them K's Fuck all these hoes, tell 'em stay out my face I can't fuck with you, too busy gettin' paid All of my niggas keep it on the waist Don't stay in my section, that shit, it ain't safe I'm on my shit, that's the reason they hate Straight to the top, yeah I'm on the way
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