It’s blood sports illustrated

Getting drugs from the source I been related

Way much more than affiliated

I vindicated all suspicion cleared up all the rumors

All the scoomers half brain dead them boys some mental patients

Why they be taking pain meds and them psychotropics

Popping yerks like they ibuprofen heavily sedated

Can’t really remember a time we ain’t have no motion

The lights camera and all the action had me feeling jaded

My privacy it been invaded every time them bitches raided

Never caught me red-handed, all the spigs was renovated

All the grits was dinner plated, all the blicks was hand cannons

Thanking Ish and Ned Flanders I was never implicated

Know them cases still pending

Chasing real tokens pot cha-ching like a slot machine the way I twist and braid it

Most of the guys stayed down couple my **** traded

I'm from where if you hold it down,you come home get paraded

What else?

Got pops popping out the cut tryna cut the line

Line full of clucks I caught the rush sold like 200 dimes

All of these chains and these whips feel like an Uncle Tom

Pull around on 2nd I hate serving in front of moms

One of a kind dumping 9’s for the 5-2

Got the trap drive through looking like a Duncan Hines

In this valley of cons, Tuskegee Airmen, Talley & Twine

I always keep my keys when I valet the dawn

Born in the summertime, legally color blind

She wanna love me long, maybe some other time

Tryna stay in between the cones and the guard rail

Thousand R Kellz, I don’t see nothing wrong with a little bump and grind

Drug zoning while yo punch decline was gon get rich by any means that wasn’t just a hunch of mines

Name underlined in the history books, the mystery crook

Know I'm a get a **** took, he play with 1 of my mines

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