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Only turnin' up for the squadron Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them Stackin' up paper for the problems Odds stacked up, see the odds then We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then We don't ever barely get jobs then Georgetown massa goin' often Throw it up for the squadron Goofy nigga still gotta die Pay for the time you switched sides Quiet with the handout, me need vibes Can't get the blessings, you ain't pay ties I let it off and it burn, I'm only now on my grind That phone turned to a shrine Superheroes die 'round here all the time Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from Where you goin' from, where your moms And you soon to be son from You don't got one comin', but fuck it For the sake of discussion Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner Tell a stone lover make it warmer With the strap from the block, tryna be the Warren Buffett, it wasn't luck Letras de canciones Only turnin' up for the squadron Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them Stackin' up paper for the problems Odds stacked up, see the odds then We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then We don't ever barely get jobs then Georgetown massa goin' often Throw it up for the squadron I'm in Jordan mode, nigga, in my scrimmage game I'm a saint in real life, it's my middle name Look how far a nigga get when you really aim I guess you really came I'm a superstar, nigga, but I keep it plain I'm a superstar, nigga, but I'm street the same Only thing changed on me is this piece of chain, yeah Niggas dyin' 'round the corner where you come from Where you goin' from, where your moms And you soon to be son from You don't got one comin', but fuck it For the sake of discussion Niggas dyin' 'round here for the rona, for the corner Tell a stone lover make it warmer With the strap from the block, tryna be the Warren Buffett, it wasn't luck Only turnin' up for the squadron Shinin' 'round here, we gotta rob them Bullets 'round here, we gotta dodge them Stackin' up paper for the problems Odds stacked up, see the odds then We don't ever end up Steve Jobs then We don't ever barely get jobs then Georgetown massa goin' often Throw it up for the squadron From Letras Mania