Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Niggahs tried
To Tell me
I wouldn't
Be great
Fuk making
Admen's
Why pretend
When I keep
Tape
Bodies drop
By da 10
I give in
Ona big play
Fuk makin
New friends
At the end
Dey be
3 faced
Drop ah Opp
Spin ah bin
Then again
On Dey birthday
Stand on all 10
I can't wait
To see him
Cremate
Could be
Worst
Do it first
It's better
When I dictate
Pocket Full
Of metal
It's whatever
When that
Blick spray
All Dey type
Is letters
Its wats ever
Dey whole
Click(Clique) bait
Normalizing
Pressure
I can't wait
To make
Dat shit shake
Bitch I
Been Ah boss
Just knock it off
We Born
To risk take
Heard dese
Niggahs Lost
I pulled it Off
Now my wrist
Ache
Fuk
Let's get em
Crossed
Got Bitches
Crossed
Hope dey shit
Laced
Pull bags
Out loft
Then hit
The vault
We Caught em
Both ways
Yeah
Real big
Dawg
I'm who
Dey most hate
I Got pull
In most states
To tell the
Truth
I'm Living proof
I got the
Most faith
Niggah tried
Down me
Dey clowned
It's okay
I made way
To first place
(Been through it all
Yeah)
Been
Thru hell
And back
Dats ah fact
Bitch
It's okay
Niggahs
Think tough
& Dats ah act
We Pull Dey
Whole face
Dropping off
The work
It's at
The back
Load up
3rd base
Niggahs
Really pussy
Matter fact
Let's Set
The whole
Ply
Yeah
One thang
Bout Ah
Bitch niggah
Could never
Make Me
Nervous
Dis
2 fa Certain
Caught
Em swerve
Told em
Pull the
Curtains
Everybody
Wanna be
Street niggah
In till
Verdict
You niggahs
Really
Just in way
So Fuk
Your Purpose
Fuk em
Niggahs tried
To tell me
I wouldn't
Be Great
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Fuk Amends
While I keep
Tape
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

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Writer(s): EMARREE WILLIAMS