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(Squad) Yeah, real shit (Squad) Yeah, this my shit (Real shit, real shit) Yeah, real shit, ayy (Real shit) Yeah, this my shit (Real shit, real shit) Yeah, real shit, let's get it (Real shit, real shit) Yeah, this my shit, let's get it Yeah (Yeah) I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now? She wan' cuff and arrest me now I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out All that extra shit really gon' stress me out Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (Yeah, yeah) Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh) You hit P wit' a dead piece, how? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah) Niggas hoes when they look deep down (Ayy, that's probably Tago, oh) So I'm tired of keepin' it real wit' 'em If it's fire, then we in the field wit' 'em Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers Had to learn that some people can't sit wit' us Never lied when I said that you let me down Never lied when you let me down Gossipin', then you can't be 'round My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow Letras de canciones I really turnt to a problem, gotta chill out wit' the marijuana (Gotta) Shawty want Balenciaga, Prada, she fuck wit' Dolce Gabbana Coolin' 'cause she see I do what I wanna (Uh) Chillin' 'cause I know they still haven't caught up (Uh) I got some sauce, now I'm sauced up (Yeah) Turnt to a boss, now I'm bossed up Yeah, who the fuck gave a handout? Motion flowin', I don't know what's a drought I ain't never ask no nigga for help If I'm focused, I can do it myself You not me, so what the fuck you gon' tell me? Probably somethin' that I just told myself (Bop, bop, bop) You can't help you, how the fuck you gon' help me? Probably somethin' that they couldn't tell theyself, yeah (Yeah) Everytime I come in clutch, first why all my niggas, they clutchin', ayy (For real) Who the fuck you trick? You bluffin', real shit Who the fuck you think you stuntin'? Gotta watch who the fuck you put your trust in (Yeah) Actors funny, but they gettin' dubbed (Yeah, yeha) Niggas'll lose their pride for the buzz Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was Yeah, I just guess that's really how it was I'm the blessing, so who 'bout to bless me now? She wan' cuff and arrest me now I'm that nigga, no, you cannot test me out All that extra shit really gon' stress me out Put some Chrome on my chestpiece, wow (Yeah, yeah) Leveled up, I just got me some XP, how? (Oh) You hit P wit' a dead piece, how? (Yeah, yeah) Niggas hoes when they look deep down (Oh) So I'm tired of keepin' it real with 'em If it's fire, then we in the field with 'em Money turn niggas to guilt-trippers Had to learn that some people can't sit wit' us Never lied when I said that you let me down Never lied when you let me down Gossipin', then you can't be 'round My niggas top ten, pull up ten deep, wow You—You—You say you a blessing, I can't trust that ho again I came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang You—You—You say you a blessing, I can't trust that ho—can't trust that—trust Came up here with my guys, so I trust my whole gang From Letras Mania