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Indigo Big grin on my face, baby on that killer shit Love my girl, I'm ridin' with her, she ain't scared to kill a bitch Clutchin' on the .30, big stick, I'm gon' hit some shit Clutchin' on a stick or a .30, I'm gon' hit some shit Niggas like to talk and run they mouth but how you missin' shit? You know how it is, niggas like you better when you dead Probably take the time out to even check out what you said Long as how the ideas I had goin' to your head Enemies in this life, we might be brothers in the next Long as you keep comin' for my neck, I'm comin' for your head Long as you keep gunnin' for my neck, I'm gunnin' for your head My teacher said I'd be a trash man, I keep a dump and shit Ain't no lames around me in my circle or circumference Pull up on them niggas right now and watch 'em jump a fence I was on go, movin' fast, fuck a consequence Every action that a nigga take come with a consequence Niggas said we couldn't get no money now we flexin' on 'em Everybody who doubted my hustle, now I'm flexin' on 'em Anybody doubtin' on my struggle, now I'm catchin' up All these niggas wanna have opinions, we ain't stressin' on it We ain't stressin' on it Everybody got a bitch 'pinion, ain't no stressin' on it Ain't no stressin' on it What they talking 'bout don't even mean shit, ain't no stressin' on it SongtexteAin't no stressin' on it If it ain't got no ranch, baby, ain't no dressin' on it Ain't no dressin' on it Took lil' mama out the hood, put a dress up on her DB the plug I'm so close to revenge, I'm so close to my enemies Like we share an umbilical cord You fuck niggas Fantastic Four .45 leave 'em Human Torch Same niggas sayin' I'm fallin' off Same niggas who ain't had a hit once Same niggas in the same cities with the same bitches and the same watch With the same outlook on life Stuck 'cause your demo ain't buzz, right? Ain't you s'posed to be the plug, right? Got them young niggas throwin' up thug life If I love you, I put you above mine If you take it for granted, that's more than fine If you take it for weakness, that's more than fine My success and progress gotta mortify Once I run up a bag I'ma mow the lawns I be burnin' bridges, baby, all the time Hop in that coupe and immobilize Gettin' global money on that global time So you mad but he text you on local time But my partners fell out 'cause they both was slime Fuck a co-defendant, fuck a co-sign Two lesbian bitches, they both mine Talking 'bout "We single," and we both lyin' We from down South, we polite and kind But you took it for weakness and now you dyin' Put in overtime for my gold shine Diamonds drippin' wet, need a clothesline Fauni pullin' up, that mean your ho's mine All my hood got more needles than porcpines It's extended, syringes, ain't glorifyin' Dog food like Scooby Snack Know niggas really movin' that Backwoods, burn 'em back to back Like we really got Cataracts I'm so close to the bag, I could taste that Fuck a bitch, nigga, chase cash Get green for that baby, no Cabbage Patch Seen the revenue, we jackin' that Bring the block beauty, that's my habitat Where I developed bad habits at Sure, he passed me the strap, I came up with that Yeah, we used to be junkie, run off a bag We ain't always had clothes, we was sharin' swag 38, firearm, run it up with that Wanna fuck with my brother? Get body-bagged Put him down to Earth then send him under that Aus Songtexte Mania