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Ain't chasing no love I'm tryna get high I heard they was talking pull up with the fye These racks coming in you just getting by I won't be defeated so don't even try Pull out the sticks for any confrontation Fight for my hood just like it is a nation Wake up roll some za bitch I get to facing They ain't bout shit them niggas pump faking Too much smoke yeah we in here just baking Yeah, we fry these boys just like some bacon We pull up and leave ya block vacant Had to get a safe for what I'm making 1017 bag filled up with the racks Jump out the coupe hop out with the gats Jump in the street with some fucking bats Told em to chill sipping on that act Moving too fast, I'm just too ahead Moving too fast, still poured up the red Get higher than god when I take these meds I had to stop talking cuz these niggas fed Ain't chasing no love I'm tryna get high I heard they was talking pull up with the fye These racks coming in you just getting by I won't be defeated so don't even try High like the king I feel like a god Hop in the back with a top model broad We don't do no cap we don't do no facade Can see that I'm geeked in this tinted ass dodge They do what they do and it's because of us I do what I do cuz I got money lust My persona changes in the dust Not too many people I can trust Ain't chasing no love I'm tryna get high I heard they was talking pull up with the fye These racks coming in you just getting by I won't be defeated so don't even try
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