We ain't burning, liquor pour, bitches calling me daddy
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I'm a thug, 357 straight out the caddy
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New York about my shoe, just flew in from'
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A hood bitch, slimmy but her ass is fatty
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I'm hot right now, my balls got a tin top on
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I'm a movie and you missing some fresh popcorn
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Levi's'with a fresh clock on
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Reasonable doubt, I was young getting my rocks on
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Now I'm out in Texas, you traitor
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Or either back home in the studio with Styles and Jada
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Life's a gamble, cards is dealt
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I put the medal in your bitch, face like'motherfucker
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Fuck your mother if her son is a bitch
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Fly from the barrel, one in the head, 16 in the clip
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D block niggas steaming the spliff
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Promethazine, gun, lean, and a whip
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I expect you to not fuck with me
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All the shooters, they throw it up for me
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This life's murdering luxury
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Talking to the gun in the car like it's my company
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12 rounds, no boxing, no glove
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From the hood, no option, no love
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Gangsters don't die, mobsters don't buzz
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When niggas do time niggas draw blood
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Feel me
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King, I'm on this hustle like I'm searching for keys
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I'm on this block in position to whip a whole nigga's ass
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Damn right, I got a fucked up thinker
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Run your mouth pertaining Trae
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I'm dropping 4 in your blinkers
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One in your stinker
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Over stand up till I'm jamming my finger
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I hit the spot and shake it down
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And have it big like singers
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I let this choppers go decrepit till it sound like arenas
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Back up with 745s like I was shooting with beamers
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Black twin, thick as hell, call'
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30 niggas, about that business like he fresh out the cleaners
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My nigga say he wanna work I ship him off with the pay
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Get on my set, whipping the bet
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Our city in black, they fresh out the shack
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Smelling like crack, get a moustache'pussy nigga
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Trip with me, nigga, I barely react
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It ain't gonna be no nine lives, know that, cat for real
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Black strap, black ski mask, black flannel, standard
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The rules of life but not manual
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Go ahead, keep waiting for America to tan you
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Discussing your life over shots of Jack Daniels
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I-95, got to working in back panels
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50/50, a slim chance, a fat gamble
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Some niggas like to stay in the pocket, some scramble
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Go through the progression, hit the target, blame you
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Light something up with a freak and watch Scandal
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They can't even get on they feet but can't stand you
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Believe every chance they get they remand you
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Allah would never give you nothing you can't handle
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Reckless
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Trae |