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(Bavaro, beat it up, haha) Yeah I ever played checkers in these streets, then I wouldn't be here Wish I knew how much niggas I'd lose that come and meet ya Aftermarket .30s a bitch, oh you need to stop it I've been watchin' sunsets, these niggas been watchin' wallets I just seen your message, appreciate the deposit Said she ridin' wit' me, I told her to buckle up Percocet in pocket, I'm takin' off like a rocket I don't need no food up inside, I'm on a molly My niggas don't shoot up no heroin inside they body Essence of all this creed and all this weed inside my body Another couple cultures then I put this weed inside my body Body, body, body Body, body, body All these nights in the T, it really fucked up my mental Planned this shit to a tee, no this bitch not accidental Happy that I spent all of that time in that rental Happy that I spent all of that time and now I'm runnin' 'round the city wit' my driver For mighty dollars, my niggas'll give it all up If ever a problem, we tinted up the Impalas I don't ever promise, we get it regardless I know what that mean, I just need to start I've been in the streets, I've been in the darkness I just need a key, I just need to lock it SongtexteI was with the fiends, I was in the park Stuck inside my jeans, I wish I could stop it I just keep on seein' my niggas jump out them coffins I just keep on seein' them poles and that door were locked Shit ain't gettin' off Aus Songtexte Mania