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Takin Over
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Past 7 Days
Takin Over was discovered most frequently at around 10 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

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Streets taught me never trust no one, love get you killed
Shit crazy when my mama used to tell me that shit too, though
Never listened, though
Why would I let a **** lil' bro me? Big-ass gun on me
Pop me this bean so I won't go to sleep, you sleep, I'm wide awoke
How the fuck I let the fiend run off the dope? Forgot to lock the door
I be wantin' to tell my mama what I be into, but then I don't
They thought I signed to Ghazi, I was out in Cali for a week
Turned around, pull a fast one, he wasn't lookin', made it even easier
I don't be smokin' hoes, but might just smoke you, ho, don't play with me
They ass gon' swear I'm from the East, I drop another track with
Peezy
She flew out to the D, came to my show, I ain't even get to meet her
I'm going to trial, back and forth, the court could be our meet and greet, bitch
Bro say I'm Hollywood, I hung with Lil Meech
Like how the fuck I'm Hollywood when I be really in the streets with Youngin?
We'll never be with nothing, I ain't got it, he got button
I can't go against my brother, don't shit come my way but trouble
Came home in 2023, still young
Label gave me 150K, I fucked it all up
She love her a rap ****, love me a bad bitch
Coach should draft me to the NFL, I sent so many blitz
Fucked up, you tell on me, won't love your ass again
**** leak my songs, he mad at me, I probably hit his bitch
I dropped a bag on Lil Bro and he ain't crashed all year
Know I stay far out, I be driving home, look up, here come a deer
Fuck, Just left the projects, they like, "Lil Bro hangin' with—"
Just left the projects, they like, "Lil Bro, he been hanging with 50"
Tell Lil Bro crank up a GP, fuck around, came just to get me
She say she might send that drop if I just bang some new 50, come on
Had one up top, ****, you ain't shoot your gun when **** hit that block
Was pouring fours in dollar pops when they was fifty cent a pop
That ain't a Glock, you built that bitch, ****, you ain't get that from our spot
Where I come from, we don't put in on handguns, ****, just chops
And he ain't do that for no cheese, ****, he did it for the block
He might post up on that live, but he don't live on that block
Caught a ****, had to X him out like his size was a large
We in the projects, be on point, ****, we don't play that popping bars
Tweaking hard, I thought I spotted dog, shot up the wrong car
Life can be short, get your ass hit up hopping off the porch
All in my face and still ignore the bitch 'cause she so unimportant
I got mad, walked up and took his shit 'cause I wasn't taking shorts
Written by: Chris Smith, Lamar Smith
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