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I got a que-, uh. I got a question. When the police gon' stop pressin' me? When my bitch gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? I got a question. When them boys gon' stop pressin' me? When my girl gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? I got a question. Look, when them boys gon' stop pressin' me? Can't they tell I'm 'bout my business? I'm Jehovah, you my witness. See me makin' sure like Ug for my motherfuckin' Children. Gotta pay out all commissions. Gotta give the team the vision. Homie switchin', shit gettin' different. I'm makin' executive decisions. To a broke boy, I never listen. Fuck your permission. Them four hundred niggas in the building now. Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord, Oh, oh, oh, Lord. Bitch, we go hard. Go hard, go hard 'til all my niggas above The law. 'Cause we don't really fuck with 'em. No, my niggas really from the streets. You know they like to blast on blacks and Act like they badge was given from God. That's why I gotta stay with my heat. I got a question. When the police gon' stop pressin' me? When bitch gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? I got a question. When them boys gon' stop pressin' me? When my girl gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? I got a question. Uh, Like, when my bitch gon' stop pressin' me? Okay, I didn't mean to fuck her. I just had to get my nut off. She was drunk and I was drunker. I was bad, motherfucker. That shouldn't even count, though. 'Cause I told you I caught that body. That's trust, you shouldn't count those. She be on my bumper, 'bout me barely checkin' In. I be on my business, makin' sure them Checks is in. She think things is changin', she Notice we barely fuckin'. I come and go when I, when I want, I'm steady hustlin'. Get the dough, young nigga, Get the dough, young nigga, young nigga, get the Dough. Uh, she tell me work on me, I tell her, "Bitch, I work the night shift." She tell me don't fight the feeling, bitch, I'd Rather fight it. She like, "This ain't love, how You do me is fucked up." Even though I'm fucked up. Damn. I got a question. When the police gon' stop pressin' me? When my bitch gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you Free? I got a question. When them boys gon' stop pressin' me? Yeah. When my girl gon' stop stressin' me? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you Free? I got a question. What's my name, huh? I got a few questions, I'ma pick your brain up. I'm parley vu flexin', I'ma switch the lane up. On Piru flex and all my niggas banged up. That's right. No question, nigga. Shoot first, ask questions second, Nigga. Got seventeen answers if you test me, Nigga. Got a question, where the fuck your weapon, Nigga? Don't talk too much, mind your business, Nigga. Hoes talk too much, tryna quiz a nigga. Singin' green, gettin' money, lane rizz a nigga. Got a question, who the fuck is these niggas? We don't talk, we don't fuss, we don't bark Or argue. Cock back, point forward like LaMarcus Aldridge. Top back as I ride in the Aura, Aura. Got a question, we comin' dry tomorrow. Lord. Blatt. Tunechi. When the police gon' stop pressin' me? When my bitch gon' stop stressin' me? Why Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? Real, I'm I got a question. I got a question. When them boys gon' stop pressin' me? Huh? When my girl gon' stop stressin' me? Huh? Second-guessin' me? Will the truth really set you free? I got a question. Question