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I done been in the field, I got battle scars

Got your bitch on my dick for a couple bars

I was rapping and packing on boulevards

Now I'm getting this check off of metaphors

Got some trophies, that's what the gold medal's for

Got my foot on they neck like a pedal boy

And my hand gripping that Mac-11 boy

You a crook, you get booked, what you telling for?

I'm a felon, can't even go to Mexico

But I'm still posted up by the Texaco

I got day ones, you cross me, they let you know

You could ask em I stay down and never told

Every song my real life like an episode

Mama tell me she worried, I tell her don't

I be talking that shit and still getting dough

We in traffic, got choppers with telescopes

You could come to my block we got hella dope

We got FN's with beams and move better coke

But I'm tryna stay clean had to let it go

I was stuck in them streets, I was hella broke

Got my mama so sick over me

'cause she know we don't play for the beef

I don't need no protection, my weapon I keep

I can see a whole mil' in the trap off the D

I could do this myself got my own mind

In the county they killing for phone time

You ain't seen no real hell 'til you on 9

Shooting piss out yo' eyes 'til you go blind

And this shit so fucked up man, gave shorty my brand new J's

They gon' be on his feet 'til he die of old age. Damn, shit so crazy

I'm back on the bullshit like Benny

Bitch, your pockets look thinner than Jenny

Every whip that I ride gotta be tinted

Cause baby I'm hated by many, feeling like 50

Go get that strap and get busy

It ain't one bitch I love more than my glizzy

Watch how you wearing yo' hat in my city

Cause you will get whacked for a penny, you and your granny

I want some cash, count it up fast

Just to go throw it all over some ass

Hop in that rover and do the whole dash

Pull up on [?] with a key in the stash

Glock on my lap, never needed to stash

It ain't no hiding when we on his ass

Put a G on yo' ass never needed a bag

My shooters'll do that for free to yo' ass

Choppers by the bricks and D at my pad

Fingerprint, ain't no key at my pad

'member when I used to sleep on a pad

Hoes ain't want me they was leaving me sad

Me and Onion we was beating that slab

Ain't too many really think I would spazz

You don't like me you gon' keep getting mad

I think your bitch took a like to my swag

She a cougar so we fuck in the jag

Feeling super I just popped me a tag

Mike Amiri jeans all over the mag

I seen my homie switch over some bags

Come from the jungle there's snakes in my grass

I got a feeling they plotting to smash

Hide in the bushes all night 'til he pass

Jump out and spray every shot 'til he crash, teach you a class

I could show you how to play with them pots

Cook it and double the cake with them rocks

Mama said that she gon' pray for my opps

Cause she know what we gon' do with them mops

Too many snitches this shit getting hot

Too many bitches there's too many thots

Play with her titties her panties gon' drop

My shorty 11 ain't never had pops

He look up to me so I teach him a lot

He a respectful lil' boy with a Glock

He ain't got no problem bussin' yo' top

Cause he done witnessed some shit you wouldn't watch

He done been in situations you not

He done watched his uncle trap out the spot

I done had to get this shit out the mud

I done packaged shit and sent in a box

Yeah, aye, I need some guap, aye, yeah

You know the rules, to the game, if you play and get popped

Ducking the SWAT, running from task

Stay on my ass, I still gotta get me a bag 

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