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Ugh, hold up, federal federal Trials part two I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some cases To that money nigga I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies I be runnin' through that money like I'm crazy My money blue so you know Ben on all the faces I got them choppers, them dracos, no three-eighties Pay up the lawyer, he gon' throw out all them cases Pop a perc and sip on Tech, that's just to chase it I'm riding 'round serving these patients, gotta take care of my babies Got 12 tryna tie me in this shit, they wanna cage me I remember these niggas was hatin' Tryna show love now, you can save it Shit hit so hard you think these diamonds here fugazi One minute she love me then she don't, this bitch so maybe If it's pressure let me know, then we'll be on it My niggas donuts, give it to you, you don't want it Every diamond on me water like Pisces Letras de cancionesTats all in my face, Mike Tyson If I go fed my bitch is gon' write me Pack in, got me striking like lightning Trap jumping, I'm rolling like dices My niggas terrorists, guns like ISIS Nigga be throwing them crosses like Christ's In the foreign, do the dash like hyphen I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some case To that money nigga I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies I got two bricks up out of Houston, they was fifty thousand Fucked up the profit and came back, I just made twenty thousand I'm on the way out to Atlanta, riding with them choppers My youngins bang the whole eight hours, they was ridin' behind me Fifty plus fifty, that's a hundred thousand Feds on my trail, know that they watchin' Bread gang, nigga fly like a pilot Money fucked up so you know you can't copy Fuck the police, yeah you know we ain't stoppin' Nigga pull up and you know we gon' pop it Bag after bag, nigga know that we drop it Body after body, they say the driver Make a location, I hope that I make it Collateral damage, I hope they don't take it Thirty shot Glock and it don't got no safety Under investigation, fed baby I only got money for the family Don't like to spread, you know I ain't cappin' Fuck niggas be actin', catch 'em shoot a movie Yeah you knowin' we ain't sparin' 'em Tryna text me for the pack, you know that we gon' jack 'em I get that backend from that show and then you know I stack it Don't fuck with weed, I call three three up just for him to bag it I like the beef, I straight want smoke, you know we love that static I got trials and tribulations that I'm facing Laws tryna tie us in on some case To that money nigga I be speed racing If it's a problem then we handle altercations I got these bags in the trunk, I hope I make it We gon' stash and count it up at the location Got some Zoes ridin' with me, that's them Hatians A lot of allegations, we some fed babies Fed babies (fed babies) Fed babies (fed babies) Fed babies (fed babies) A lot of allegations, we some fed babies From Letras Mania