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(Cxb, know he go crazy) One time, one time send it up to the savior (Hey DVOSK) Uh (Yo Vicky) Oh-oh One time send a prayer to the savior This for my nigga locked in prison, or the one in the graveyard (Oh-oh) Inshallah, can you do me a favor? Open my eyes so I can separate the real from the fake ones (Yeah) Check how I kick it, new Reebok tennis We send a blessin' to the sky before we load up and spin it (Boom) Big Smith & Wesson on my side, you trust somebody, you silly Shit, i'm a ticket, if the catch me they collectin' a million Stupid decisions got my nigga doin' ten up in prison We was born to take a fall, that's just the color our skin is Babygirl, I need you on my side just from the way that I'm livin' I'm in my aunty Freda house, I'm poppin' Perkys, prescripted I poured a half a liter out, and then this song got invented Unc' said, "Don't pull that heater out unless you shootin' to kill it" I'm livin' life just like a rockstar I could never plead the Fifth if I'm guilty All these bodies on my conscious got me feelin' like Timmy Letras de cancionesCalifornia reppin', independent, pistol slangin', I'm bangin' To the day I die, you know I'm in it, until then, I maintain it I tote that fire Peezy a trapper, fifty-five for a painkiller He don't comply, he got to die You see that rapper , I stained him Three-hundred-thousand up in twenties Who go the hardest? We catch him Cob, he record me like a artist, met that boy up in Texas Pab tryna dodge these RICO charges like Young Thug, that my best friend Bitch, I'm a problem and I promise, you gon' leave on a stretcher And I just wanna rock this size, from Miami to Texas Plain Jane Rollie on my wife, I spent a buck on a neckless Say, "Lil' whoadie, I'm just grindin', tryna run me a check up" He spent six-figures on her body back-to-back, she next up Check how I kick it, new Reebok tennis We send a blessin' to the sky before we load up and spin it (Boom) Big Smith & Wesson on my side, you trust somebody, you silly Shit, i'm a ticket, if the catch me they collectin' a million Stupid decisions got my nigga doin' ten up in prison We was born to take a fall, that's just the color our skin is Babygirl, I need you on my side just from the way that I'm livin' I'm in my aunty Freda house, I'm poppin' Perkys, prescripted I poured a half a liter out, and then this song got invented Unc' said, "Don't pull that heater out unless you shootin' to kill it" I'm livin' life just like a rockstar I could never plead the Fifth if I'm guilty All these bodies on my conscious got me feelin' like Timmy You know, I ain't, I ain't really trippin' on this shit that they call life You know, 'cause we live to die, you know? You know, I'ma die filthy rich though, you know? Fuck 'em From Letras Mania