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Federal Fed, fed, fed, fed, for real Just let the pen bleed, whatever you wanna call it I told ‘em I’m chasing my dreams, I gotta live for my daughter (and my son) A beast in these streets so these niggas can call me whatever they want to (y'all can call me whatever) Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties (all type of shit) These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga caught it (bah, bah) I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hundred (ain't nobody for real) This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it (I done seen or done it) Have you ever witnessed a homi? (have you ever?) Have you ever served a dummy? (have you ever?) Have you ever been fronted? (have you ever?) Down bad on your money? All I ever wanted was a bundle and a bad bitch Thirty round clip, shoot a movie like I’m Brad Pitt Fifty thou-wow for a Rollie, never had shit ‘Nother forty K on the trunk, don’t feel embarrassed I dropped a deuce in the soda Draco can’t fit in a holster, don’t get too much closer I go get flier than a poster Cubans on me like Sosa, plugged in like I’m Sosa Pimping like I’m Lamont Dozier Now that I’m sober, told her it’s over, yeah You turned your back on a nigga Letras de cancionesWent AWOL all on me, thought you was my soldier, yeah AR-15, semi-autos Handguns with the red lasers (what else) Ashed out, down bad Knew I was gon’ get a bag later She don’t like me, he don’t like me Knew I was gonna have haters (fuck 'em) Do a show and ice my kids out (real talk) I’m super loaded with the ends now I told ‘em I’m chasing my dreams, I gotta live for my daughter (and my son) A beast in these streets so these niggas can call me whatever they want to (y'all can call me whatever) Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties (all type of shit) These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga caught it (bah, bah) I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hundred (ain't nobody for real) This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it (I done seen or done it) Have you ever witnessed a homi? (have you ever?) Have you ever served a dummy? (have you ever?) Have you ever been fronted? (have you ever?) Down bad on your money? I’m so full of drank, you better not let me fall asleep bitch Fuck me like you love me, I ain’t seen you in a week bitch Watching out for niggas ‘cause they out here on that slick shit Handy with the tooly, I can fuck ‘round, get you fixed quick I do the dash in this motherfucker I just might crash this motherfucker Five grams in the Backwood, and I won’t even pass this motherfucker (I'm selfish) Accurate shot, I'm like Stephen I used to trap at a Chevron (gas station) Fuck on her then get her hair done Fake love, I don’t care none (nah) These niggas used to that capping I wasn’t lacking, I made it happen (real talk) I tried to keep this shit street (I did) You want attention, you made a status, yeah Conversation with my family (what they say?) They understand me, just want a Grammy (they feel me) Conversation with my plug (what he say?) They coming in, I’m striking like Manny I told ‘em I’m chasing my dreams, I gotta live for my daughter (and my son) A beast in these streets so these niggas can call me whatever they want to (y'all can call me whatever) Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers and MACs and forties (all type of shit) These lil niggas talking and bluffing and bluffing, the wrong nigga caught it (bah, bah) I tried and tried and tried, don’t nobody keep it one hundred (ain't nobody for real) This shit that I put on these beats, I either seen or done it (I done seen or done it) Have you ever witnessed a homi? (have you ever?) Have you ever served a dummy? (have you ever?) Have you ever been fronted? (have you ever?) Down bad on your money? From Letras Mania