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[Chorus] Goddamn, what's up, fam? Walking in a concrete coat like I passed those exams Goddamn, mixing these grams Like a crowd surrounding me, I hope they don't have a cam [Verse 1] Stacking this bread, like in a bowl Cocaine addiction and drama suspension is what I sow Don't do this shit, drugs Want to get six, nah It's so ridiculous to have a kick with us, what you, a drum, a snare, a beat Low-key, I'm sippin' on tea, while you niggas rage, feeling like Lonely You no Ken Carson, you no Kid Cudi, while your music's out, it sounds so muddy And there's Rugrat, he's a hoodrat Fuck 'em all, bitch, you can make 'em all gasp [Chorus] Goddamn, what's up, fam? Walking in a concrete coat like I passed those exams Goddamn, mixing thesе grams Like a crowd surrounding me, I hope thеy don't have a cam [Verse 2] (Hey!) Bitches, I'm getting jiggy with this They walk around with— Oh, damn, I was a witness! Ayy, and I knew it before, like there's 4 bees flying on a seashore (Bzzz) Haha, I recognize your name S-O-U-L-J-A, okay [Chorus] Goddamn, what's up, fam? Walking in a concrete coat like I passed those exams Goddamn, mixing these grams Like a crowd surrounding me, I hope they don't have a cam [Break] *clearing throat* Um, we having a break Just clearing my throat, y'know what I'm saying? [Verse 3] Uh, yeah, go Westside Two step, foot left, yeah, that's right I was fighting with these monsters, problems And they done me dirty, I be in Obama's houses Brothers, sisters, lovers I was up to coco when there was po-po shooting outside Civil rights a sign, going up tonight BBC, we be learnin' things, I'ma turn this shit awkward Y'all are sub-par Running from the cop car, uh, from the cop car [Interlude] Tell 'em Soulja! Tell 'em Soulja! Uh, damn Tell 'em Soulja! Tell 'em Soulja! Uh, damn Tell 'em Soulja! Tell 'em Soulja! Uh, damn Tell 'em Soulja! Tell 'em Soulja! Uh, damn Tell 'em Soulja! Tell 'em Soulja! Uh, damn [Bridge] When you running from the cop car, from the cop car, from the- from the cop car When you running from the cop car, from the cop car, from the- from the cop car Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah [Chorus] Goddamn, what's up, fam? Walking in a concrete coat like I passed those exams Goddamn, mixing these grams Like a crowd surrounding me, I hope they don't have a cam Goddamn (Damn, damn), what's up, fam? Walking in a concrete coat like I passed those exams Goddamn, mixing these grams Like a crowd surrounding me, I hope they don't have a cam [Outro] Hey, hey Damn, damn Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Soulja, Soulja, Soulja [Skit] Dad: Hey, Timothy, hey, Timothy! Timo-Tim-Timothy, why are you running? Timothy: What, Dad? Dad: I have a question: why do- why are you listening to this SouljaDatAP album? Timothy: Because, Dad, I like it Dad: You can't be listening to explicit music! Timothy: I know, but can I just do it one time, please? Dad: Okay, but if I catch you listening to this again, I won't buy you Jolly Ranchers never again Timothy: Why Jolly Ranchers, Dad? Dad: Because, it's your favourite candy! Timothy: It's not my favourite candy! My favourite is like Milky Way Dad: Okay, so if I catch you listening to this again, I won't buy you Milky Way never again. Also Timothy, who is that one SuperABoi guy? Timothy: Soulja said he be hopping on his next track, on the- the next album, on the album Dad: What the fu—