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(KCG, boy, you killin' it)
(It ain't really hard when it's your real life, nigga)
Talk to 'em
(Everybody who know me know me, you get what I'm sayin'?)
This how I feel
This how I feel, nigga
Yeah, this how I feel
I'm gettin' money, this how I feel
Got a killing off the weed, but I make more off sellin' pills
Don't compare me to no rapper, nigga, I'm really in the field
Even my son know his daddy, nigga, done kept this shit too trill
(It ain't really hard when it's your real life, nigga)
Talk to 'em
(Everybody who know me know me, you get what I'm sayin'?)
This how I feel
This how I feel, nigga
Yeah, this how I feel
I'm gettin' money, this how I feel
Got a killing off the weed, but I make more off sellin' pills
Don't compare me to no rapper, nigga, I'm really in the field
Even my son know his daddy, nigga, done kept this shit too trill
I started to roll off of Nipsey blues and switched to orange pills
He hit it once, his head hit his knee
I ain't gotta ask if it's a ten, I can see
If I was you, I would chill, to get you killed, it's OG
Left his brains on the glass, we somewhere smokin' on the beach
I ain't lyin' 'bout shit, I even sold blow with Pete
We five thousand 'bows and runnin', nigga, ask Cookie Clete
I ain't doin' no songs or linkin' up unless you street
Woke up to twenty pros, I just got up out my sleep
With that bag, I'm a quarterback, Joe Montana, nigga
He hit it once, his head hit his knee
I ain't gotta ask if it's a ten, I can see
If I was you, I would chill, to get you killed, it's OG
Left his brains on the glass, we somewhere smokin' on the beach
I ain't lyin' 'bout shit, I even sold blow with Pete
We five thousand 'bows and runnin', nigga, ask Cookie Clete
I ain't doin' no songs or linkin' up unless you street
Woke up to twenty pros, I just got up out my sleep
With that bag, I'm a quarterback, Joe Montana, nigga
You a rookie, boy, we playin' all-Madden, nigga
Jump out and we bustin', see the flashes, you'd think cameras hit you
Bag full of blocks, man, this shit look like a bag of tissue
Shit so hard, nigga, I need a jackhammer
Man, I had a rough past, I showed love to backstabbers
Cuz walked in with a hockey bag like Black Santa
On college campus with a lot of bags, blend in with the crackers
I'm runnin' to that money, lil' nigga, I got my mind made
I'm gone off Tesla rollin', nigga, I ain't slept in like five days
If we got smoke, we hittin' your block broad day with nine K's
Jump out and we bustin', see the flashes, you'd think cameras hit you
Bag full of blocks, man, this shit look like a bag of tissue
Shit so hard, nigga, I need a jackhammer
Man, I had a rough past, I showed love to backstabbers
Cuz walked in with a hockey bag like Black Santa
On college campus with a lot of bags, blend in with the crackers
I'm runnin' to that money, lil' nigga, I got my mind made
I'm gone off Tesla rollin', nigga, I ain't slept in like five days
If we got smoke, we hittin' your block broad day with nine K's
Catch you chillin', back or try to pull off, we block the driveway
I ain't gon' lie, it's fucked up, I sold dope to my uncle
He hit the dope with the naw, man, this shit got him buckin'
We caught a case, it disappeared, man, this shit got me so puzzled
I just got a new plug and when I cop, he throw me double
I'm a G.O.A.T. in the game, I feel like Tom Brady
I feel like Kobe, number eight, I just put up an eighty
The spot ain't a daycare, but we be washin' babies
Pull up 2021, she gon' suck me crazy
Don't compare me to no rapper, nigga, I'm really in the field
I ain't gon' lie, it's fucked up, I sold dope to my uncle
He hit the dope with the naw, man, this shit got him buckin'
We caught a case, it disappeared, man, this shit got me so puzzled
I just got a new plug and when I cop, he throw me double
I'm a G.O.A.T. in the game, I feel like Tom Brady
I feel like Kobe, number eight, I just put up an eighty
The spot ain't a daycare, but we be washin' babies
Pull up 2021, she gon' suck me crazy
Don't compare me to no rapper, nigga, I'm really in the field
Shit so hard, nigga, I need a jackhammer
I ain't gotta ask if it's a ten, I can see
Man, I had a rough past, I showed love to backstabbers
I ain't gotta ask if it's a ten, I can see
Man, I had a rough past, I showed love to backstabbers
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