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Was loyal to some niggas
Caught cases & I ain't panicked
Know I was gon' do this fucking time they go vanish
Peoples I fucked with was speaking down saying I ratted
Ain't told on no soul check the papers its public record
Cashed on my lawyer
Don't do no public defenders
And did it on my own
Ain't nobody gave me a nickel
Took my last fifty thousand and made it triple
And did that shit five mo' times now Im the nigga
Staying 10 toes I was raised on that
Street report card I got all As on that
I was in too deep where I can't fall back
Switched the hustle nigga now Im gettin' paid off rap
Niggas lying in they songs I just state all facts
Sick I call my nigga phone and he can't call back
Use to middle man chickens and they ain't all hatched
Only chickens nigga know is six piece all flats
Imma boss around this bitch I put my hood on the map
I put food on plates
I done bought bitches bags
Used to hit the titty bar
Grabbed 1s by the bag
Killers walked me to the cars
I pull off in some fast
Bad bitches starring at me
Checking out this necklace
Niggas thats hatin'ain't got on shit you niggas naked
I pay these motherfuckas no mind don't even sweat
That chain was twenty thousands my baby don't disrespect it
Riding some foreign as I cruise through the snow
Black timbs untied
Mink on 'cause its cold
Fuck a bitch one time Ion want her she old
Fit was thirty two hundred coulda bought me a boat
Paid a house for a watch so you know Im living good
The feds charged me with a RICO my nigga Im Paid In Full
Im plugged with them peoples that don't speak no English
Been counting all day got paper cuts in my fingers

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Used to loyal to the game
Even though it betrayed me
Took some of my niggas
Tried to make go crazy
I almost met my quota
Lord don't let them rape me
I need iced chain & that kit in Mercedes
Mindset of a hustla from the inner city
Rollie on my wrist the price and upper fiftys
Niggas going broke trynna prove they fucking with me
Nigga you is a joke Ion even ball in the city
You prolly at the club where smell like black and mouse
Im sipping margaritas by some water outta town
Oops out the country I sell dog food as a puppy
Same shit that got my mans twenty and Im blessed and lucky
She saw me at the light now she hittin' she wanna fuck me
Why would I fuck you
You be giving pussy to flunkies
Life was more peaceful when I was dealing with junkies
This rap shit niggas do anything for some money
RIP RJ, Fleno & Roc
RJ said we gon have matchin' marados on the block
Me & Roc really did that fucking plenty hoes
Me & Flesho we should be in some foreign by 24
Now Im in the foreign reminiscing by them all
Miss the simple shit like when Im laughing in the mall
Snake shit is allowed when you fucking around with raw
But it could be smoove if yo dawg really yo dawg
I done been broke with fifty thousands in the duffle
Even after making necklace game got me on my knuckles
Cuz this go to the plug
This ain't none of my chedda
And I never run off
I just grind till it get better
We was teenagers rocking out in some leathers
Bought the boots and tinted Cartis
Waiving stacks in the party
TVs in the whip
Big rims with a lip
But yall don't know half about this Doughboy shit nigga

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