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[Intro]

(I got Hitman on the beat)

We screamin', "Murder" (Get out of my business or get hurt)

Tell that bitch get out my business, fuck 'em

[Verse]

One of forty-two, this all custom (This all)

Original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother, Val, I love you

My pendants custom, I miss you, this shit for nothin'

My issue with the state pen'

I know if Skeet could do it over, he'll take ten

I know Skeet could do it over, he throw that H still

My niggas caught so many bodies? I damn near can't chill

Shit, it's war with whoever

I'm like Diesel in '02, I score on whoever

And I wish Dunk could see me now, doggie, I'm lockin' shit

A quarter mill' to gеt him our lawyer, let's lock it in

Ten million, all cash, what I want to drop again

My assеts good, new estate in the woods

Used to have pit bulls, I replaced 'em with wolves

No more chasin' this dream shit, now dreams chase me

Like I ain't sipped in a week, boo, I can't even eat

I done gave niggas songs, niggas gave up on me

Val, you hurt my soul, I don't believe it, come home

It's like I need you more than ever

And since you've been gone, baby, I'm leanin' more than ever, I tried to keep it together

I know Reece smilin' down on me

My phone number changed, it's hard to know my homies

A colder shoulder me, it's not the old me

And I still remember everything you told me

We pickin' up the Richards, puttin' down the Rollies

And no, I'm not the richest, but I'm not the police

I took it on the chin, I ain't have no co-de

Told all my niggas win, they all said, "Show me"

And from that point on, everything on me

[Chorus]

Fuck it, one of forty-two, this all custom

Original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother

Val, I love you, I need you, and I miss you, come see me

If he was still alive, I'll probably be somewhere with Reece

You and Rep followin' behind me in a demon

Gotti finna leave us, so if it's only us, it's for a reason

I ain't pickin' up, don't wanna kick it

Stayin' focused, runnin' up the chicken, Jazzy, what's the ticket?

Doggie, where the bitches?

'Cause niggas ain't playin' with us now, bro, I don't get it

Told you I was finna shut it down and I meant it still, the turntest young niggas in the city

Fuck it, one of forty-two, this all custom

Original deuce chain, just gave that to my brother

Val, I love you, I need you, and I miss you, where Reece?

We was down, lost a couple rounds, but we still beat 'em

Bitch, we still undefeated, I'm the one and they see it

Nah, for real, niggas need us, lost some crack in the cleaners

Double back with the steamer, still got shit up in Zeamers

I don't owe 'em, it's sittin', tell that ho to get with me