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Yeah, that's well done if you said it’s beef, instead of grief We passed our tests, it's time that you met a piece (Blapp) Used to be a nightmare, countin' bodies instead of sheep Just got my dream job, but ironically, now I never sleep Here, pull up a better seat (Come on) Get a close look at this game and claim you a set of cleats (Uh-huh) Judge through the book at a nigga, look how I read the streets (Look at that) Niggas think it’s war just because a nigga done said his piece But I'm just tryna let it be Or, somе hooded niggas be stormin' your gates Crip Mac, gеt a couple 5's drawn in your face Often relate, this street shit is like walkin' in place (It is) Did time on that state farm for you talkin' to Jake (I did) Yeah, I'm top five when you talk to the greats (Okay) But they ain't wanna see me eat when they offered a plate The type of a nigga that if we was hanging out and it’s late And you left for home, I hit you back to make sure if you safe (Facts) But at the same token, when that name spoken Lames chokin’ on their words 'cause I been linked to extortion and rapes Nah, I close my eyes, see coffins and wakes I’m not that guy to tell 'em lies that we all can embrace I knew it from the start Deep in the bones of my body from the blood that pumps fluid in my heart (Yes) You could lose it in the dark (Uh-huh) When you don't see the lights yet Letras de cancionesManeuver with the sharks, but, you don't feel the bites yet (Nah) On that deep end tryna swim with no life vest Yeah, we movin’ weight, but no light reps Nah, when you that nigga, who you listen to? You might have copped a brick or two But you ain't know the rituals Ayo, huh We aspired to be the richest plugs No kiss and hugs, nigga, shoot at your hub, and tell him this is love A ditch is dug, I'm a illegitimate thug Feds want me pinched, my studio called; crib is bugged Another nigga that ain't fit the glove That mean the evidence presented is not enough to convince the judge I send a hit, get the witness plugged, listen bruh I was givin' slugs, getting rich, sellin' vicious drugs I'm in the section next to Mr. Rugs When I sit in clubs, I drink a whole bottle and give your bitch the suds I don't care if you Crip or Blood This blue steel will make your whole clique drip blood 'till it's a flood I got rich off pitchin' bud Seven bedrooms, four and a half baths with expensive tubs Nigga, this is what ambition does I put a brick in the door and the dash, but I don't deliver grub Huh, niggas fiending in desperation Mad I exceeded they expectations Then they start singin', bringin' my team in investigations But my shooters gon' handle the cleanin' and restoration, nigga Explanations was barely explained I ain't get strong in the gym, I got strong from carrying pain Best believe I'm wearing these chains This necklace came from having addresses in various names Ayo, I'm cruisin' in the dark But these rides drive themselves, my nigga, you see the amusement when it park I do it from the art And we don't take light bets It's a gamble to make music from the heart, huh I told Daniel that I need two of each animal Like I'm 'bout to use it for the ark Huh, when you that nigga, who you listen to? You might have sold a brick or two But you don't know the rituals, nigga From Letras Mania