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(Ayy, pull up, Lamb) They ain't doing they job, they ain't serve and protectin' Even street niggas need that love and affection Big homies not big homies, they ain't tryna give direction The advice they gave to me, I told them niggas they could've kept it Could've stayed on the porch, but jumped inside the streets, I had a selection Ain't no back and forth talkin' on the 'net, we send a message You want the king, you want that tiger head like the nigga off of Tekken Put blood, sweat, and tears inside of this shit, you gotta respect it You ain't did shit for the streets, so how you gon' put a word in? I'ma do what all I can do, but I ain't never say I was perfect Man, that gun heavy, palms sweaty, you acting nervous Put a hundred thousand on his head, that's two verses The county days, I used to wake up, wash up with the Jergens She told me three niggas she fucked, when I went in, she was a virgin And I can't hang around no bitch niggas, I'm too allergic An iPhone plus an iPhone, two jail calls, I merge it The one I called my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other niggas we not brothers I can't tell a nigga that I meant that I love him, I be lying, I don't love him Get in my feelings when I pop all prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing Don't be telling me 'bout your block, nigga, fuck them You can't bring your ass around if you say fuck twin Letras de cancionesInto it with us, kiss your kids, make sure they tucked in Two fifties in a millennium clip, that's a buck-ten The one you look up to a pussy, his nuts tucked in Ain't hide the guns fast enough, the police rushed in And since you died for your gang, you got slumped in You pull up bleeding out that pussy, you got a sucker then You signed your name up on that statement, you got the best font You asked me do I love you? Mhm, I'm nonchalant Went on the 'Gram, seen an opp died, that's when I sparked a blunt Maybe sipped a lil' lean too, but that's not the point A lot of money through Western Union get you a blocked account I'm on camera, I got a case, so foenem knock 'em out We move the same, we all as one, that's what I'm talking 'bout I'm the same, you touch my chain, foenem chalk 'em out, yeah, yeah The one I called my brother not my brother 'cause he told them other niggas we not brothers I can't tell a nigga that I meant that I love him, I be lying, I don't love him Get in my feelings when I pop all prescriptions, I take all these pills and I crush 'em If you ain't known for having cash or that bag, they gon' treat you like you nothing From Letras Mania