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You know how I'm comin', nigga Free Bank, Free Sheff Free Fross, Free CJ (Marlon), Free Marlon Free brodie, yo Yo, free all the guys, you know? Look Lot of pain, you could feel it Just try not to get all in your feelings Any situation, you can kill it Just remember, you one of the realest I can't lie, I do get in my feelings But I still gotta handle my business When I pull up, them windows is—, uh When I pull up, the windows is tinted I can't lie, I be stuck in the mix PTS' got me clutchin' a stick Sippin' medicine, baby, I'm sick Pass the grabba, this spliff got to hit Drop the addy, we spinnin' your strip Love the .40, that shit got a kick Yeah, I know that they wanted me dead So don't act like you proud of me, bitch My lil' brother keep one in the head He said, "Fuck it," he know how it get You say I never be what I say SongtexteI'm like, "Fuck it, I'm makin' it lit" Good fit, gotta take me a flick I just do it, tell Nike to quit Fuck the fame I just wanna be—, uh Fuck the fame I just wanna be rich Shorty tryna kick it like karate, man Ate a Perky like a Jolly Ranch' Police say they got me on the bodycam Had the choppa, shit got out of hand I don't really know him, he ain't from the land Young fly nigga, never land Smoke up, I get high as a kite Shorty said she gon' ride like a bike I can't lie, I think shorty my type Bad lil' bitch and I know what she like, uh, like, uh, like Baby, pull up, I'm here for the night I was broke, ain't seen no one in sight How you gon' trip 'cause I'm takin' a flight, uh, flight, uh, flight? Watch your back, don't get caught at the light Way too clean, had to dirty the Sprite Bro, if you lackin', you losin' your life Got the sauce but ain't usin' right Said I'm whack, now they sayin' I'm nice Shorty on me like white on the rice You do what you can, I do what I like And my life, you don't know what it's like 'Member I couldn't get no advice Fuckin' up, now we got you on ice Lil' bro took your chain, now he wearin' your ice, uh, ice, uh, ice In the field gotta stay with a pipe Gotta move like a thief in the night I can't stick around, girl, I'm leavin' tonight For the feature, I'm switchin' the price Shit went up, gotta talk to me nice Walk with me, I'll show you a vibe If you scared, then you ain't gotta slide Told that boy, "You should go back inside You thinkin' of switchin', then stay on your side" Suicide, she hang with the guys Beat the case, now they droppin' the charge But it's hard to believe in a God 'Cause most of my niggas ain't beatin' the odds But I know they still pray to the Lord Like, fuck it, I know they still riskin' it all In my city this shit like a war If they get up on me, I'm gettin' it off, uh, off, uh, off Yeah (Uh, uh) Yeah Yeah (Uh) Yeah Aus Songtexte Mania