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Made it out the Chi' If I didn’t, wouldn’t see today It’s a setback, everytime I see the cage You got warfare, if you do then can play It got real dark, all I brought see the way It can be Nacho Cheese, made lil shorty Frito-Lay I look both ways crossin’ the streets and that shit still wasn’t safe I don’t go to church, man, damn I need to pray S-o-s-a, b-a-b-y, gang How that pound smell? We don’t know you boy, get your ass from round here For the round table, I went bought some round chairs Fendy, Louwop and Guwop, my lounge gear At the gun range, sound checkin’, sound clear She want the guwop, the louwop, I don’t wear Tell your man (Bop bop bop), don’t go there I’m in the church, and I’m tryna get my soul clеar Wrote my name on the wall, hopе it don’t smear Said I love you forty times, I was sincere He poppin’ out with same clothes that my bitch wear Dirty hoe said I was broke, and I said "bitch where?" All my exes missing out they need to get here All these bitches up in my hair like some L'Oréal Bro got booked in 2011, it feel like forty years Hi, lil’ Keef, Granny is so proud of you Goin' on with your life, go down to my house and kept going Granny just love it, keep going, baby, keep going Granny just love how you move and doing yourself, and doing yourself well Thank God From Letras Mania