Aye, I–I don't know who I am anymoreLike, it's like, for the things which IYou know from all the, all the unfocused handsI'm strivin' inside, inside of the game that I playI ain't finna do all that poppin', you heard meThese pussy ass niggas ain't layin' how we layLookFuck you talkin' 'bout, ain't nothin' to talk aboutwe chalked 'em outI'ma pull my Rolls-Royce outby time y'all floss, bitch I done walked aroundI kept my chest poked out, I sat it in jail bitchI didn't make a soundWent Harbor Freight for a ten-pound jackI done stepped on thatMy bro sell pounds, from the carwith the strap how I walk shit downMomma I'm sorry, I was tired of that starvin'I thought about you everyday, it wasn't hardlyI'm workin', they know I ain't goin' to no partyI was hurtin', today I could buy a FerrariStandin' on business they runnin' to mauryKickin' my pimpin, I'm livin' like hendrixIts sealy I'm sippin', I'm not a guitaristJason I'm ready, relapsin', I'm screamin' out MASAI'm screamin' out murder, I'm caught up from 'tractinPut a hit on a pastorPut a switch on a 30, get dirty, get activeNigga better get at meI been hurtin' but I'm workin', can't let go the tacticI recovered the package, celebrate in a cabinFrom my Baton Rouge roots (roots)Combat boots (boots)Fives in the coupe (shoot)Poppin' at youFrom a cell block to here (here)Millions out the roofI just triple crossed these bitchesLook at how I 'proved (oh)From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)Combat boots (boots)Fives in the coupe (shoot)Poppin' at youFrom a cell block to here (here)Millions out the roofI just triple crossed these bitchesLook at how I 'proved (oh)Let me catch my breath, lean, I'm on autopilotCatch a nigga and I swear I ain't goin' to tell nobodyBitch wan' show her body, come on pop itForeign, I'm ridin' exoticI won't lie to youGet up, do this for youGot to tell you the truthWhen I feel I done won, then I'm headed to youPlan on makin' you smile and all of my kidsI been hurtin' within and you never once knewI'm hurtin' but I'm focusedI'm ready to start the challengeI'm ready come on, come onWhen this shit get bad you can tell the gamethat I'm causin' damageFrom my Baton Rouge roots (roots)Combat boots (boots)Fives in the coupe (shoot)Poppin' at youFrom a cell block to here (here)Millions out the roofI just triple crossed these bitchesLook at how I 'proved (oh)From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)Combat boots (boots)Fives in the coupe (shoot)Poppin' at youFrom a cell block to here (here)Millions out the roofI just triple crossed these bitchesLook at how I 'proved (oh)
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Aye, I–I don't know who I am anymore
Like, it's like, for the things which I
You know from all the, all the unfocused hands
I'm strivin' inside, inside of the game that I play
I ain't finna do all that poppin', you heard me
These pussy ass niggas ain't layin' how we lay
Look
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, ain't nothin' to talk about
we chalked 'em out
I'ma pull my Rolls-Royce out
by time y'all floss, bitch I done walked around
I kept my chest poked out, I sat it in jail bitch
I didn't make a sound
Went Harbor Freight for a ten-pound jack
I done stepped on that
My bro sell pounds, from the car
with the strap how I walk shit down
Momma I'm sorry, I was tired of that starvin'
I thought about you everyday, it wasn't hardly
I'm workin', they know I ain't goin' to no party
I was hurtin', today I could buy a Ferrari
Standin' on business they runnin' to maury
Kickin' my pimpin, I'm livin' like hendrix
Its sealy I'm sippin', I'm not a guitarist
Jason I'm ready, relapsin', I'm screamin' out MASA
I'm screamin' out murder, I'm caught up from 'tractin
Put a hit on a pastor
Put a switch on a 30, get dirty, get active
Nigga better get at me
I been hurtin' but I'm workin', can't let go the tactic
I recovered the package, celebrate in a cabin
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
Let me catch my breath, lean, I'm on autopilot
Catch a nigga and I swear I ain't goin' to tell nobody
Bitch wan' show her body, come on pop it
Foreign, I'm ridin' exotic
I won't lie to you
Get up, do this for you
Got to tell you the truth
When I feel I done won, then I'm headed to you
Plan on makin' you smile and all of my kids
I been hurtin' within and you never once knew
I'm hurtin' but I'm focused
I'm ready to start the challenge
I'm ready come on, come on
When this shit get bad you can tell the game
that I'm causin' damage
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
From my Baton Rouge roots (roots)
Combat boots (boots)
Fives in the coupe (shoot)
Poppin' at you
From a cell block to here (here)
Millions out the roof
I just triple crossed these bitches
Look at how I 'proved (oh)
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