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[Intro] Gang Got a lot of shit on my mind I've been tryna' get off me man This for the streets, know what I'm saying? This ain't no 4 Minutes Of Hell, Pt. 4, none of that This just bars right here No Limit MB, 150 Rock Block shit man Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape Self-made, no ****a never gave me shit man Self-Paid, on my own, me and my ****as My squad, you know? [Verse] Bitch I'm still the hottest, I'm just being honest Turn me up a notch, I'm on supersonic I ain't been asleep, bitch it's 8 o clock When you finish noddin' me meet me at the top G Herbo in your city, fillin up the spot Leanin' off the drop, Mally got the Glock Everywhere I go, Robin, Truey'd be up Louis, Gucci'd up, all the newest stuff While my diamond dancing and my robins glancin' Pocket full of Jacksons, shoebox full of Franklins Smoking on Jamaican, all my clothes be stinkin' I know ****as hatin', choppas like the Haitians I ain't single-chasin', I'm just bein' patient Everything I'm saying, history in the making Listen what I'm saying, I get in my zone Offer me a milli I won't even take it Where I'm from man, mill look like a ****a made it When I milk the game it's gon' change up Feelin' like a ****a made it Run it back, there ya ****a made it, huh And I be ridin' down Lake Shore, gettin' faded Dutchies, double cups, gettin' wasted, thinking I know ain't no ****a fuckin' with me Hottest, youngest in the fucking city All the bitches wanna fuckin' lick me Cause I just left the Summer Jam with Nicki And she just helped me book a couple shows I might hit the road and go chuck a fifty Hundred ****as and we got them poles And they gon' unload, you better not come near me I be in the streets, catch me over East When I see police, I don't talk to any When you basic all the bitches complicatin' When you getting money they start complimentin' When it come to bitches I done ran through several You get on my level, ****a now you pimpin' I be doggin' hoes, never callin' hoes Pillow talkin' hoes, ****a now you trippin' Coppin' and I'm flippin, smoking and I'm sipping Fucking and I'm pimping, package and I'm sending Rapping and I'm trapping, earning and I'm spending Make a broke ****a learn to pay attention If I do not fuck with you it's my decision Die a real ****a, true to my religion You might go out snitchin', I'mma go No Limit Everywhere he go you know his.44 wit him All that I remember is a.44 hit him I was off the lean, bro was off a bean When we in the scene 30's with the beams Leave a murder scene, we ain't heard a thing ****as hatin', act like they ain't heard of me Call my phone for verses like emergencies Swagger-jacking, they committing burglaries I'm a trend setter, I'll set it off Desert Eagle same one as Queen Latifah It's a bitch, press her I'll let it off These lil ****as, man they can't compare to me They ain't gon' step to me cause I'm gon' get it on Every day I leave the crib and sacrifice I might go to prison, I might die tonight 'Till that day I'm livin', nah, I ain't scared Lotta ****as bitches, don't know how to fight Leave ‘em wit' a right, bro go get the pipe Look out for the cops, don't see none in sight All my ****as hustle, barely gettin' by Stressin', smokin' ounces barely gettin' high I done seen a lotta real ****as die Prolly reason why a ****a get so high Get so high feel like I live in the sky I'm so high I could tell all my ****as hi Wish I had a chance to tell my ****as bye Hate to see my fam and my ****as cry Bodies dropping Summer to the Winter time Lotta ****as never see the finish line If I'm by my lonely I still got it on me That's on every ****a I got tatted on me In the battlefield I lost my brodies CMOE, Peewee and I lost ya Kobe I will never ever leave my brothers He got on but he forgot his homies Know you brothers we all need each other If I got it then you got it homie Believe that All my ****as demons we still on the same shit Drop 'em, ' where the weed at? 150 dream team, all my shooters was need a check And we all on top, I ain't even peaked yet, huh [Outro] No Limit MB, 4L Ball Like I'm Kobe, the mixtape R.I.P all my ****as man, free all my ****as man Shout out my squad Shout out South Side, you already know
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