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For the city Late one nigga Guttah Boi Status Double D I got you my nigga I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta Making moves nigga, keep for up my game room 2 x Hook: Woke up this morning, city artistic You got a life fucked up that's on a ?? better Ain't got time for showing off Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low .. Bitch you know I ain't .. Still with it certified cool running DJ certifies street nigga they go .. P**sy DJs cool running ain't f*cking with them, believe that Wait, hold up! Rest of duice .. the mixtape And wake up artistic every day you nigga Can't choose to mister murder man, talk to these folks, turn up! Free city Make run nigga! Guttah Boi Status Double D I got you my nigga SongtexteI gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta Making moves nigga, keep for up my game room 2 x Hook: Woke up this morning, city artistic You got a life fucked up that's on a ?? better Ain't got time for showing off Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low .. Bitch you know I ain't .. Move from the basis, start the perfection All I need is the break How to eat big ball wait, so I'm flipping plates Eating lunch bricks, plan in work to my family straight Out here, tryin to make something break And my word in my city is safe Ain't no perfect patch, I'm on this camera late, So pain struggle, she real my way No matter where you leave No pain, no buff, getting money ain't an option Low body I ever trust, but I really get trust, Psych me, only got dick for you hoes, Chris for you f*ck niggas, what that mean don't play with p**sy I'm ready to statch em all nigga, Is clutch to see, the best of me So .. on be, on be, All you work on nigga Don't need to be the success to be for trapping roll but fuck nigga That's been a difference between me and fuck niggas Ain't nothing new nigga and nothing changed, Except for the game over popping with these lames nigga Tryin to fight just to eating lane, lane. 2 x Hook: Woke up this morning, city artistic You got a life fucked up that's on a ?? better Ain't got time for showing off Bitch I'm putting on, murder on the low .. Bitch you know I ain't .. All I know is .. on so keeping up my game room Never know if I'm doing good, but bad gotta keep em soon So say I'm intersocial, I feel like I'm exclusive, Say tryin to figure me out, she in it hard but one thing I'm pursuing Scoop me .. feel with fifty pack, Whenever I've been polluting cages and miss so much And be as the restitution, time .. better tighting up body pollute We got them two .. their ass suck, And shit banana .. please don't make my .. And some keep coming that shit, don't make human flip. So young and I need more for more than average I please take my set, always make something happen Infatuate with hustling, no time for stunting You know my niggas clutch, rade adding Oh you got that wool, like woody on flexin nigga How much wood would 'I don't give a fuck All my niggas pay Aus Songtexte Mania