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Uh, yeah Opportunity called you, but, you [?] They over you Niggas sleepin', I had to deal with commas too I'm over due Trauma, I know exactly what you're goin' through They turnin' you Mind your business, bitch Who's gon' concern you too I've turned into the villain Marble round house like I'm Brazilian [?] Louis brown pouch 'fore he concealin' Register resin, quarantinin' for months, two Ps for pollen You a workin' nigga, just keep on buildin' Niggas grandfathers had bendin' on wax, this [?] for children Sixty minutes of an album, all cap Who keeps on screamin'? I can neutralize this shit you talkin' 'bout Two ki's for drillin' Calm you down, you take the energizer out You be just chillin' You can be [?] notice me No one as cold as me [?] tell 'em for Joe to see Check out my potency Letras de cancionesNone of you old niggas old [?] No runnin' over me I kept the safe, this my whole defeat back where it's supposed to be Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack It's too much here to chit-chat I'll never get that They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black Get money, and sit back Until this shit crack Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack It's too much here to chit-chat I'll never get that They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black Uh, niggas lucky, they dealin' with my older mind I over-shine Watch these groupies, they turn into the cobra kind I hold the .9 Gotta salute 'til they see me, the soldier, I hold the dime Stackin' this fuckin' paper in case this COVID climbs They open blinds, it's spooky Kill for this ice, like, bitch, I'm Gucci Shit, I gotta carry, [?] my advice Bahamas usually I ain't gotta aim, I come up with hits My style all [?] Camera lights, I got a lifestyle to live Fresh out of movies Fuck a hater and they fingers, man, none of your commas move me Dawg, your niggas better do the right thing like Sal and Mookie Pop was shot [?] Can't no one [?] Foggy memories of victims I slit [?] Middle fingers to the police, come check out my [?] Big money [?], I know my Cody strong When niggas switchin' sides, he know he wrong Wish all my phonees home It's time to heat up I been cultured on you niggas just holdin' on Prepare for the impact, this is my get-back Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack It's too much here to chit-chat I'll never get that They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black Get money, and sit back Until this shit crack Bottles up to celebrate me, I need a six-pack It's too much here to chit-chat I'll never get that They read our looks for fear, gotta keep all the whips black From Letras Mania