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[Intro] And then the smoke got me That be Maaly Raw! Aye, aye, aye, yeah [Chorus] They tryna' take me for the ride You in this game, it's do or die Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly And I done seen my momma cry Aye, too many times I was young, I was blind Couldn't read between the lines Now a nigga worldwide And I know my fans gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me [Verse 1] Got paranoia cause you reachin' for that blick, blick Shorty come here and suck this dick, I don't want no lip, ho' you see this drip Blue hunnids' on me, bitch you know i'm a crip Pop me a perc, and i'm takin a lift Jump in that pussy, it's just like a rift Soar in the sky, gliders [?] Yea, yea, smoke a nigga like a cig Yea, yea, skinny nigga but i'm big Yea, yea, hit the block, get it in Yea, yea, fuck an addict, get revenge Yea, yea, hit it hoe, pull her wig Yea, yea, I-I feel like a reaper, grave dig Yeah, yeah, foreign silent niggas, no my niggas never tell Free Che Trill, they done gave my brother hell [Chorus] You in this game, it's do or die Been havin' dreams 'bout suicide Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly I done seen my momma cry Aye, too many times I was young, I was blind Couldn't read between the lines Now a nigga worldwide And I know my fans gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me They gon' die for me- [Intro] Bugz on the beat [Chorus] I hope these habits don't turn into suicide I feel the pain, I gotta utilize You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times [Verse 2] Aye, gang talk, this that gang talk Pop these pills, they are prescription just to take the pain off 7.62 hit like missiles, it'll blow your brain out Put that lil' boy in the blender, wipe a nigga stain off I'll die for all my niggas, I can never change up Kill a killer, ride with pistols, that's just how we came up Elliot diamonds look like skittles, I just got my chain buss Screamin' "fuck all y'all niggas", ya'll ain't show no love to us Ridin' with [?], aim it for his tip top Fuckin' on his lil' thot, she gon' make that pussy pop Speed it up, then make it stop, bussin' down all on her crotch Left him lookin' like some Crocs Murder man, they took his watch Sippin' on some dirty wok, I just popped like thirty rocks They know I don't milly rock, y'all niggas jus' gon get the guap Say you get money, but who did you kill? Huh, look at my palms, they itchin' She want Chanel, i'm going to get it Fuck [?] [Chorus] I hope these habits don't turn into suicide I feel the pain, I gotta utilize You with the gang, it ain't no switchin' sides Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times
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