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You should be rolling up by now Shelter from the rain in a parked car Chopping game, modifying my slangs Fog lights in the grill, in the grill whipping the 96 [?] [?] My indepence remain cause I ain't working for the radio station like Martin Payne I grind and maintain my peace of mind almost lost it once on the line Too see that I found it just in time, a mercenary killer Paid for bringing death to these wack niggas You call them raps that's why them labels never called you back Pimpin, yea jack, spitta snap, long flight, turbulence bad Baggage claim tags car service rolling grass Double 07 But I ain't talking agents, 2 ounces and 7 grams my nigga we still blazing You uneasy in my presence, dumb questions, dumb statements I'm on a whole other level roof terrace you the basement Couldn't gain possession them haters couldn't take it Can't see me unless you sleeping nigga Freddy vs Jason Snoozing on a JET movement, the worst nightmare in the making Aus Songtexte Mania