As far as the ice go, yall niggas don't want it with him Just for Jacob coming home, spent a couple hundred with him Handguns everywhere even out in London wit em. Might be in OKC he got the thunder wit em 45 ACP, u know he brung it with em He don't never go over budget Cuz he under bid em As far as connects go Takes one to know one You gotta be kidding me 30 for a whole one Rather kick back, light a sack, and drink a cold one Cuz niggas don't even wanna cop, they wanna hold one Bitches still sucking dick, niggas actin funny yo War about to pop off ain't over no money though Something stupid gon happen the first day it sunny though Ima have my feet out low shorts and my bungalow Still transporting the Audi No good at the line so crunch time it's important you foul me Baltimore style, get yourself caught in the alley Tried to hide out in LA and got caught in a valley I'm just tryna get richer son the (??) At times I be talking to dirt think I'm talkin to mally (It's crazy) I been in the hood I been in the trap I done shot it out wit niggas I been in the strap I know who my friends are and where my enemies at Niggas be sending me threats I'm just sending them back I hesitate to squeeze the day that hell freeze (never) My mix tapes be better than niggas LPs (yup) If I ain't selling records then I'm prolly selling e's Or down in west v with the loiterers and OCs Yea
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