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[Verse 1]

Why would they play with me, acting like my block ain't Evergreen

See the light when we weapon squeeze, baby try your best to breathe

High fives, and smoke sessions, after the missions, every time death achieved

My guys, get so treacherous, you ain't with us, then you next to bleed

Dark outside they crept with beams, the pavement where we left his dream

Like nannies wе change niggas and spank em, don't respеct the G's

Buried all of my pain, under this paper, i ain't ever grieve

I'm all out of favors, these niggas faker than a wrestling scene

Gotta do this shit just for yourself, some people you can never please

Robbers plotting, get that belt, i bet i passed that test with ease

I talk to my angels, but my lil bro he a devil seed

Go check his block report card, all he got is B's

[Chorus]

Better keep your gun in chiraq

'for you lose summin you can't buy back

Shots make him twitch like Kai Cenat

Know what come with this shit if i lack

No i won't switch i made a pack, rap game when i ran up my racks

Don't risk your life for teddy bears, n ballons, wherever you die at

[Verse 2]

On the drill i ain't ever get cold feet

Man a pussy can't ever expose me

I'll be damned if i ever go sweet

For 10k or less, they fold deep

Bet you will never get your soul cheap

Blick something, then get back on deep

10 milli, this bitch big like Monique

Tell em niggas come get it, this smoke free

Off X i had a threesome till the morning, i ain't letting these hoes sleep

If it's beef we cook his grill like George Foreman, left his shit on a slow leaf

Billy coupe pink slit with no lease, i can push this bitch with no key

Thank god no i'm blessed he chose me, face shot leave a brick with no teeth

Roll up a pop grimace in your seat, out sliding with villains for 4 weeks

We do this shit for T-Gucci, hell nah we ain't pushing no peace

It be the niggas we treating like goofies, why they believe he so street

Fucked up when they winning Shako D, heard he just signed a deal with the police

[Bridge]

What would you do if your homie a rat

He ain't gon' clap, shit it's only a act

1365 you know where we at

Twin Glocks like Cody and Zack

When i get clutch with these 24 shots, you would think Kobe was back

When these blicks up, turn they gang to smoke shot, that's how cobras react

[Chorus]

Better keep your gun in chiraq

'for you lose summin you can't buy back

Shots make him twitch like Kai Cenat

Know what come with this shit if i lack

No i won't switch i made a pack, rap game when i ran up my racks

Don't risk your life for teddy bears, n ballons, wherever you die at