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I lost some old friends I had to tell no The streets they washed up most of these niggas hoes Can't see be going out sad oh no no no When you ain't having nothing watch how they treat you At my lowest all I had was God, don't ever think I need you Count up a hundred bands of dirty money out the mud nigga Showed you the move and you tried to work it on me And I'm like I swear to God fo I got outi wanna shoot Clap rods like it ain't nothing else to do Keep a stick on me better have it on you And if you got the drop nigga Fuck it come on through Pull up Nigga fuck it come on through Know we outside nigga Nigga fuck it come on through We don't give no fucks play you out of luck I keep it on my side like my 40 was a crutch I working with a pair but bitch I ain't the one Might pop one in your head talking about a one on one Never catch me slipping got it tucked right by my belly Ask around the city since a lil one I been stepping SongtexteI stay out people business because that shit be getting messy Cause soon I flash out you gotta check it or respect it I pray to God that my dawg come home I keep it gun just to make it home I hope my mom know I love her soul But you raised a child with a troubled soul I swear to God foi go out I wanna shoot Clap rods like it ain't nothing else to do Keep a stick on me better have it on you If you got the drop nigga Fuck it come on through Pull up Nigga fuck it come on through Nigga fuck it come on through I pray to God that my dawg come home I keep a gin just to mkae it home I hope my mom know I love her soul But you raised a child with a troubled soul Aus Songtexte Mania