(feat. French Montana)
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[Max B:]
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Uh, yeah
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Coke Wavy Season
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Boss Don, French
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Let's go
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[Hook:]
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Yeah, I'm in the ghetto everyday
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And ever since this little beef I tote that metal everyday
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And I'm in the streets till the prisons look at me like "What's wave? "
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Baby so come and play
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I got that Henny mixed with Coke
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Got that Cleeqo mixed with ice
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They just put me on the line, and my freethrow lookin' nice
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I was born and raised in the ghetto
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(Born and raised baby)
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Yeah
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[Verse 1: Max B]
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I'm heavy B, cock that Desert E
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Crusing in that Beamer like 70
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20 miles an hour in a 50 zone just so you can see me go
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My mayo right, lookin' at that tailpipe
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Put it up on that scale right, bet it come back Even Steves
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These bitches best believe in me
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When I tell 'em "Baby let me take you out this ghetto that you livin' in"
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Biggaveli 'bout his Benjamins, send 'em in
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Make 'em suck and fuck dem dicks, lately I don't trust the tricks
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Hit me up, let's stay the night, pimpin' was my way of life
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Slippin' and I paid the price
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Left my bitch alone and let her gone
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Six thousand miles away from home
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Sittin' with this guilt tryna cope the pain, no, tryna rope the game
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Record labels is now focusing
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On the weak shit y'all provide so my sons won't even listen to
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Bigga speak the truth, I ain't dissin' you, listen boo
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: French Montana]
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Hit him if he actin' up, bread I be stackin' up
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Work I be baggin' up, homie that's what I do
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Young boys duckin' feds, niggaz comin' for ya head
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61 in the head, homie that's what I do
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In the hood I was born and raised
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Homie ghetto bound, life is a bitch, I'm tryna settle down
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Them metal rounds gon' hit ya up. split ya up
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Paramedics gift ya up, coke boys fix ya up
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Welcome to the hood, to the corners, backblocks
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Niggaz foamin' out the mouth, lookin' for a jackpot
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A silverback ape
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Cop it when it's here in a drought I be sellin' backs weight
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We got the streets, steak sauce
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We on top of beef, a whole lotta heat
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We never sleep, homie I'm Ray Charles
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I ain't gotta see, homie we got the streets
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Stake Sause
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Max B |