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Them niggas try sin for me. Envy and jealousy. Everything I wished upon my enemies. Free the blocks I came up from and I Still made it. Got money, money, money on lock. Say it three times for my niggas locked up. Momsie pray when the blocks get hot. South of the river so you know it's nonstop. I got niggas trying to trip me out pride. I got galie trying hit me on the side. I got a lot of people preying on me. Them niggas try sin for me. Envy and jealousy. Everything I wished upon my enemies. Free the blocks I came up from and I Still made it. Shed tears when my sister died. Yeah, he made a nigga lose his mind. But my dogs never hung me dry, me dry. No, don't hit my phone. I'd rather be alone again. Off my phone again. Out my zone. Bitch, don't hit my phone. I'd rather be alone again. In my zone again. No, don't hit my phone. I'd rather be alone again. Off my phone again. Look, She was thick but she thinner now. Didn't wanna know but she finna know. Black British music, listen now. Black. Told Jim you already did your sister proud. Leicester testers, we giving out testers. Parents were giving out lectures. Never had nothing but a Lexus. Texas vex us. Remember the galie them left us. Now it's me they prefer. She wanna learn about the bees and the birds. Santan bought her the Wizzy outright. Ironic 'cause really the least she deserves. Creep on the curves. Envy and jealousy. And a big.45 for my enemies, frenemies. This thing sing like melody. Melanie gave me the word, stepped in like, "Forgive me. Excuse me, Whitney. What you on? 'Cause I want have a pick Me." Street team and the 16 with me. Touch mine and we mash up the strip, see. No, no, don't hit my phone. I'd rather be alone again. Off my phone again. Black British music. Out Bitch, don't hit my phone. I'd rather be alone again. In my zone again. Them niggas try sin for me. Envy and jealousy. Everything I wished upon my enemies. Oh, my enemies are naive. Out my zone. Bitch, don't my phone. I'd rather be alone again. In my zone again.