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In and out of rentals Two bedroom apartment 2-2 jibs on my expensive garment Keep a stick in the uni boy's basement Any altercation Business 'ffilation Money conversation Build a foundation This ain't no street gang, bitch this a mafia Linking up in traffic with a drug trafficker Mash in the car cause a massacre

Don't make me cause scene Rudeboy, I'll clap you in your bean Get away, get away clean Long time, where you been? I've been tryna find the machine Everything ain't really what it seem Don't make me cause scene Rudeboy, I'll clap you in your bean Get away, get away clean Long time, where you been? I've been tryna find the machine Everything ain't really what it seem

Ju Ju J in your face Touching my waist Spray up the place And spray again just in case Tried to play nice guy, that shit don't work Mashing work They mash works Had to go berserk Had to divert I rob and I jerk I camp and I lurk Linked up with the Turks Get merked from the Merc If I reach in my pouch I'm on dirts His last words were, ouch that hurts You can't relate I'm talking broad day date One man escaped then we blamed up his mate Straight All the bread I had to break for my bredrin's sake All my niggas in the can I just pray and I wait Had a dream that my nigga, Pitch broke out Girl get dicked down and get choked out Keep screwing 'till your eyes get poked out

Don't make me cause scene Rudeboy, I'll clap you in your bean Get away, get away clean Long time, where you been? I've been tryna find the machine Everything ain't really what it seem Don't make me cause scene Rudeboy, I'll clap you in your bean Get away, get away clean Long time, where you been? I've been tryna find the machine Everything ain't really what it seem

Twenty bells, twenty bells, twenty bells when we drift by The specs are a disguise I don't like this guy I closing my left eye They think I'm winking but I'm aiming Block invasion I don't say Nathan They making allegations My creps alligator No explanation for my bad behaviour Your whole bloke baking, find a block that's safer What's a reputation? Wig him in the elevator (Fuck your rep) Pure greaze coming through your speaker I'm a clapper not a speaker Ashed out my zoot with my Valentino sneaker Local slanger Neighbourhood dealer E15 banger Me and shank man, creeper It only gets deeper I'm a Laker You're a leaker How you make a song with a opps and ask me for a feature? Look at this opper Look at this creature Imma do it proper Somebody had to teach her This whole year is pull up season Every disco, every fashion show, every barbecue we deyah We taking all their food, in fact they are the food Freedom to the fucking hyenas