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Slightly. Fuck the feds. Yeah. Okay. Still greedy, y'all. First day out, Babies gotta eat. I knew they was jealous of me. When they started telling on me. I been there over forty. Wannabe killers and dealers, these backstabbing Niggas is not the homie. Bitch, who are you? I make the news. When I'm in jail, don't do interviews. Ran the hit up with my brother Yankee. They must don't want me to fuck with Yankee. They tryna tear us apart. I stayed away from the start. Ain't hiding from nothing, but I never bark. Stayed soldier down, I earned my purple heart. JDP, I done swam with all the sharks. This purple blood, I don't know about y'all. Keep it to myself, I won't even start. I grew up homeless and know it was hard. Tell me, have you ever slept in the park? Fucking Cheesy used to sleep in the car. Fucking they nat, so I helped her with bars. She ain't stay down when I went behind bars. I done lost faith, now I'm back with the Lord. Study my verses, my words, and my sword. I got my choppa, don't know about yours. Done with the work, I get back when I'm Bored. I'm in the field, you know trapping a Sport. Just like a skater, I'm strapping my shorts. These niggas jealous. These niggas telling. In traffic, I'm trailing. You know that coca we smelling. You know that weight that we selling. Went down to Texas, already appealing. Fresh out again and nobody was telling. Yankee made bond and we both put our bail And we smoke his mend, walls was closing in. Lost my closest friends, I'm still going in. Back on the road, I'ma trap out the Uber. Then find a Uber, cross paths with my shooter. They choosing the Ruger. And I made this beat, I think I'm Lex Luger. Flexing. Tattoos on my face and my legs. Grabbin' my section. It really ain't too much to say. New number, fuck texting. Yankee only one link, save my connections. I keep a weapon in case they cross, get On that side of me, I really can't Miss. Too much chill on my chain, Swear. These niggas jealous. Hey. Fresh out, bitch-ass niggas. It's O3. Not one nigga, I traveled dead across The world to go Cheesy bitches out. And nobody snitched, ain't nobody turning on nobody. We do this shit ourselves. Now you living lavish. Yeah, fresh out the bitch Ass jail. Let's get this bread and bust into P, baby. Fucking flee, baby. This my lil' bro. Shouts out to Jackie, my best friend in the World. On my fucking left hand, don't play with Me though
03 Greedo — Jealous
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