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Yeah yeah yeah yeah 45 45 Popo hate me I hate em too They all know my name They all know I'm making plays and I'm making moves That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 I can't stop selling drugs That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 Cameras detect everything they do I can smell a pig when the jakes come through From a k away Giuseppe shoes Make sure I'm in my Giuseppe shoes It's the boys in blue Drugs get flushed Investigation papers too I can't stop being the plug That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 He's watched too much movies he think he'll survive Yeah he done enough drills that he thinks he can do me He's risking his life He jus wanna get him some stripes He jus wanna peice of the pie Til he's cut into pieces They're swingin these knives No one teach em to fight Fuck I might flip em the bird You won't find me at the night Club While I flip these And I won't let police fuck my night up I know that you heard In the Four 5th my name ring bells I'll make you light up light up Then pick up the 8mm shells I'm balling I'm balling They ain't ever listen but they listen now He Calling Out to his God While I sit and watch this dog get his shit laid out It's autumn The way these cunts falling Off him Get that pistol out That's gorgeous Kick down the door Get the 4 Let it roar Let the clip all out When he hit him it was face down ass up Now that Pussy laying in a casket We don't give a fuck get the guns out If you wanna front better blast me SKS on the car seat It'll pop your mates like some Molly I get paid when I enter the party If I fucked your girlfriend I'm sorry aye Fuck parole cuz I do it all cuz I'm mixing loud with that muddy I'm mixing loud with them clonnys Single round in the shotty Im the Teflon Don Its bad for your health If you take a shot at my posse All my friends gone So I smoke these bongs Our bond was strong like this broccoli Fuck the system Popo hate me I hate em too They all know my name They all know I'm making plays and I'm making moves That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 I can't stop selling drugs That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 Cameras detect everything they do I can smell a pig when the jakes come through From a k away Giuseppe shoes Make sure I'm in my Giuseppe shoes It's the boys in blue Drugs get flushed Investigation papers too I can't stop being the plug That ain't gonna change til I'm 82 Making this cash I'm laughing Cars got a button to start it I really come from the bottom Now it's Adina apartments I got big guns and they kick hard You won't find me where them pigs are Dilione the general These rappers know that I'm in charge CIB they want me bad They hate seeing me with wads of cash They locked me up for a few years I did my time and now I'm back Drino my young shooter SKS rounds go right through ya Don't bring your bitch to my show you will lose her Call me Sosa the coke is koota I got 2 phones I ain't Kevin Gates Money coming in 7 ways It's safe to say that I'm getting paid Rollie looking like lemonade I'm still on road in my ASICS Molly smelling like cat piss This 2 shot'll make you backflip Stop that gun talk if you can't back it I'll walk in the room they notice Dilione glowing I'm focused I'll still spin your block in this Audi Then light it up but don't own it Armed crimes still have me under surveillance I was on TV before I was famous Spent a few years locked up in a cage Alhamdulillah that I finally made it Yeah Flowz Dilione Dondrino Haha Still making moves when we're 82 Let's go
Writer(s): Dylan Thurnwald, Taylar Rough Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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