[intro]
What up mane, how you living lil nigga?
Shit, I'm doing fine
Send this to DDawg for me
[Verse]
I say my gang my brothers, we don't believe in friends
The murder charge in the wind, ain't gotta say free Kyle again
I do this shit for beanie know he with me til the end
They know I keep them shooters with me, that's lil pap and ben
It used to be my dream to sit up in the Range Rover
But I know I'ma have a Maserati for it's over
'm in the yo nonstop, getting it in, nigga
And I ain't meek[?] but I know we gon' make a mil, nigga
And I'ma get my mama out the hood, that's on my fucking soul
And I done robbed so many niggas, I won't tell a soul
And for my niggas dead and gone, man, we pour 4's
'Cause all I speak that gangsta shit, they steady booking shows
Me and [?] flying down, [?]
In a dope boy beamer slow down
Hide the weed, there go the people
They say money is the rute of evil
Fuck a nigga, man, I do this for my sister won't need em [?]
And I won't stop til I'm living lavish
And one thing up in life, money, I just gotta have it
If I don't make it with this rapping
I know we good, this shit don't stop, we still trapping
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