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Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Uh. I'm paranoid, got my shooter me. I handle mine, you can't do for me. Yeah, my boy, need to move me. They be talking on my name like I paved The way. Paved the way. It's a shame if That's gon' be you niggas' fate to face. Ah. Mm. Looking at me like a nigga made. Like a nigga weren't sliding through the trenches With a brick of yay. Aye. Uh. And that was like the other day. Other I always do the type of shit I Know my mother hate. For real. Put that money on your head, then put one In your face. Niggas move a left, I swear They looking out of place. Out And ain't even cut my grass, I expect The snakes. Ah. I feel the love, same time I respect the hate. Ah. Yeah, I've come to get this shit like I Set a date. Date. It's time to get in Shape. You know straight or not. Ah. We need to eat, I'm telling niggas bring A plate for us. Plate. We play for keeps, and the only way we Play is rough. Rough. I'm still chasing money, Nigga, I ain't made enough. And that's the realest shit you heard, I can't Make this up. Listen. I'm paranoid, I got my shooter on me. Uh. He ain't my boy, you need to move Him from me. Uh. I handle mine, you can't do this for me. She wanna fuck, but back then she never used To want me. Uh. I'm paranoid, I got my shooter on me. Uh. He ain't my boy, you need to move Him from me. Uh. Yeah, I handle mine, can't do this for me. She wanna fuck, back then she never used to Want me. Cold heart. Streets hot as hell though. Try check my niggas with that L though. With that L. Yeah, I'm on the grind until My head grows. Yeah, Please don't compare me to These weirdos. No. 'Cause they ain't nothing like Them sparrows. That's on one niggas. Heading to the bank, I know these hoes tryna Come with us. They Yeah, they love bread, but They ain't tryna eat the crumbs with us. Niggas Niggas are are buddy buddies till we till See we 'em see and them they and crumble They crumbling. up. Half Half gangbanger, gang Banger, half half hustler. Hustler. Nothing from the mud, you know. Waiting on the day I get to serve my Last customer. Niggas on my neck and they be Coming for my jugular. Always have respect, I'm just here to get my Money up. Buy a little trap, watch these niggas Turn funny, yeah. Bust a little flex, watch these Hoes fall in love with me. All for the love of the game. Niggas rocking gold chains just to cover the pain. I can't complain 'cause the sun's always after the Rain. Listen, I'm paranoid, I got my shooter on Me. Uh, he ain't my boy, you need to Move him from me. Uh, I handle mine, You can't do this for me. She wanna fuck, but back then she never used To want me. Uh, I'm paranoid, I got my Shooter on me. Uh, he ain't my boy, You need to move him from me. Uh, I handle mine, you can't do this for Me. She wanna fuck, but back then she never Used to want Me
Tiny Boost — On Me
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