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Huh, huh, huh, huhHuh, huh, huh, huhHuh, huh, huh (Yeah) , huhHuh, huh, huh, huh (Yeah)I done lost everythingI never lost my self-esteem (Never lost)Back and forth, up and down the streetsfeel like a trampolineYou ever 'posed to go against me?Bitch, we on the same team (Thought we was)European spec' on, got no tintsthey gotta see this shit (Bitch)I know them niggas never would've thoughtI could be this rich (I did it)Trackhawk with them—we come through on some Jeepers Creepers shitYou ready to go war about heryou can keep the bitch (Go 'head)First to push the Spectre through the hoodI'm pushin' leadership (Right on)Stand up on they ass, can't fuck aroundnot even a little bit (I wish I was)Bottega her down, she run her mouthshe won't get hit again (I'll block her)Chop a finger, crank up a few housesget it lit again (I run the block)You can't save your shit again (You gotta stop)Run it up, get rich againI told her, "I'm nothin' like these niggasbae, don't put me wit' 'em"Fully electric, this the new oneCan't be fucked with, pink and blue oneOne of one, for real, I'll put it down, broI'm a big influence (No cap)Fuck the opps, free all the shooters(They hoes anyway, yeah)Is you stupid or is you dumb, boy, boy?Tell me how you wanna come, boy, boyBrodie got rich off the run, boy, boyYou ain't shit without that gun, boy, boyHad to crop a couple people out, they fuckin' up the photoI done let her come outside with gangand gave her lil' free promoBitches flawed, read 'em like a bookshoutout to the good onesI be wired and fuck 'roundget her took if she give me that lookIt ain't none to turn her life upa bitch can't treat me like I'm averageAll she do is sub-tweet me, might as well put me as her aviI take care of all my bitchesso they treat me like I'm daddyFrom the street, I got an advantage (I'm poppin')We gon' eat, no understandin' (They food)Me and bro been down since we was outsideflippin' on the mattressWe stay down, got off them packagesNow the plug can't even handleIn the Cybertruck, this red on redon red look like an apple (Ooh)Still the one to get it crackin'I go Rylo for my captionsThey ain't think this shit can get this litI knew that they can have it (I can see the future)I buy Louis just to have it (I do it)He ain't do it, he be cappin' (I do it)Really do this shit, I'm all in the rearviewI'm here in trafficAll my new lil' shit Alaska (Burr)That mean cold if you ain't catch it (Burr)Bought the turtle in todayand then tomorrow, play the cap thenThem APs if you ain't catch it (AP) , ARPs, shell catchersI don't short 'em, I tell brodie them to—they'll catch it (Go kill 'em)In the lead, they can't catch usLet 'em breathe, I can't neverIs you stupid or is you dumb, boy, boy?Tell me how you wanna come, boy, boyBrodie got rich off the run, boy, boyYou ain't shit without that gun, boy, boyHad to crop a couple people out, they fuckin' up the photoI done let her come outside with gangand gave her lil' free promoBitches flawed, read 'em like a bookshoutout to the good onesI be wired and fuck 'roundget her took if she give me that lookHad to find myself, took some time to myselfIt ain't meant if you slip awayPushin' numbers on the blockI don't wanna take some timeYou be tryna fuck up my day-ayI can't bash it over hereReally thinkin' nothin' fairAnd I still don't feel no wayYou know that ain't how it happenedWhy the fuck you out here cappin'?I still don't got much to say
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