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When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money, these niggas don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' 'cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock, niggas bet' not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah I'ma bring the guap and I'ma bring the hoes too And I got my shooter, you can get your ass barbecued Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you? Ride on yo block lookin' for you, nigga where are you? You was lookin' suspect, I ain't want to harm you Goin' real fast, I can show you what the turn do Yes I was wit' yo bitch nigga, that don't concern you Steam out that choppa, gon' fuck around and iron you Came out the streets ,made it further than the block go All my vatos countin' guap, eatin' nachos Acting like you ride nigga 'til you hit a pothole Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on 'em macho K let off and it's soundin' like a congo Go in my hood and it's soundin' like a jungle Ain't been back yet, I'm still runnin' from the popo This .45 got more kick than the .44 SongtexteWhen I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money, these niggas don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' 'cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock, niggas bet' not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah I'm sippin' on water cooler like Kool-Aid I love money like Jay love D'Ussé Countin' big bands like hip hip hooray Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray Come get your fix, fuck around, be too late Drank that you're sippin' fuck around, be bool aid Chains on me look just like ice age I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid Keep sneak dissin' boy, you don't wanna fight me Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y When we let shots off, she was soundin' feisty Plottin' on shit, she was soundin' real heisty Lazy ass nigga always worried 'bout what niggas do When I up the heat, nigga duck 'cause I'm finna shoot Fuck around and hurt nigga, have the shells endin' you If you get money, hit the lot 'tell 'em Bentley you When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon I'm gettin' money, these niggas don't know the meanin' I just got to leanin' 'cause I was double cup feenin' Out there rockin' the Glock, niggas bet' not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit' a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin' the teachers Pullin' up on the 'lam and smokin' ounces of reefah Aus Songtexte Mania