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You could smoke my shit but don't pass it, hahaha That's how we comin', huh Fly I'm sitting in the car finishin' my Backwood cigar Keep my dank in the jar, gettin' smacked off the la Love my OG but some of y'all ain't teaching you right Did my homework, scoped the scene, like a thief in the night Don't got much, it's only right I take what I like If it come down to it, then I'm taking a life Grabbed my mask, contemplatin', bring the Tre or the knife I ain't never been a plumber but I stayed with the pipe Never know what you may need on a job, so stay equipped Know they won't see me plotting, 'cause I'm watching from the whip Was a two for one special if I caught you with your chick I'll get whatever's comin', I know karma is a bitch I can't worry 'bout that because I don't got time Bunch of other fuck shit that I got on my mind 'Cause bills is due, this what I do, ain't never dropping a dime Saw someone walking with a phone that was about to be mine Spotted my prey, then I crept up on 'em like a ninja Put my hoodie on my head and my index on the trigger Left my hood for all my missions, couldn't rob my fellow nigga I'm Fly, but no angel, never gon' be pointin' fingers Said, "Shut the fuck up, if you scream I'ma shoot I don't wanna have to hurt you, all I need is the loot" Letras de cancionesTried to reach for his wallet, I ain't tell you to move Pistol whipped him, bust his lip, then made him bleed from his tooth I then told my mark, he could empty out his pockets Had the gun right in his face so he ain't have no other options I had to look around to see if anyone was watching He make any sudden movements again, I'm gon' pop him I tried to keep the peace, always rather not use force Try to not resort to violence, shoulda been on a resort When you hungry in these streets, you don't have any remorse I tend to learn my lesson when I let things run it's course He gave me everything he had and then I let him go I said, "I saw your address so if you tell a soul One shot from the .38 gon' make your head explode In the back of your melon, where you'll see the exit hole" Just a game of chess and you were my pawn I did the right wrongs, just to keep the lights on Did .211s as a freshmen, now I write songs Learned about computers, never thought I'd be an icon I hope I make a lot of money and my life long Now that the is mission completed, nigga, I'm gone Fly From Letras Mania