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Hi, Kodak. It's real. Uh. Write, the real things, kid. Ayy, ain't a one-trick pony, I was raised up In the zoo, nigga. Not a lot of people Left that I love, it's a few of 'em. Granny call me on the phone askin' me, "What's Good with you? You ain't change, I love you, What we gon' do with you?" Lately, I've been daydreamin' 'bout a mansion. They be trollin' on the 'Gram, not knowin' in Real life I be with assassins. I be with the real members, we don't do False flaggin', gang. We got everything you need, yeah, we do, just Make sure that you tap in. Blowin' racks up on the daily, got expensive habits. Twenty years goin', so my mama had me at The same age, but she ain't have a mattress. All the niggas hatin' knowin' that they has-beens. Shawty with me for the night, yeah, whatever happen, Happen. ain't Captain Save-A-Hoe, Superman or Batman. The legacy fulfillin' is outstanding, Ayo. What we really on? Ayy, put the phone down, do no videos. Is that real ass or that silicone? All that talkin', boy, we gon' get you gone. What we really on? Nigga, head shot. Ayy, me and this bitch made the bed rock. With that Hammer and this Henny, feel like Hancock. Ain't no lead shot. We gon' show you niggas who the man are. She broke my heart, drunkin' to her back, I Fell in love with pain. Steppin' in Margielas with This pole is just another day. Wife beater and this white thing, it's like another Race. I been chasin' paper, please don't ask me What I did today. I been chasin' paper, please Don't ask me what I did today. Went from bein' broke, now every day, I pop A hundred out. They done it now, my niggas Fully loaded with a hundred rounds. It's all laughs and jokes, but they be cryin' With that hundred out. Bitch, stop. Can you hold up just a minute? 'Cause you with the blend, I just keep burnin' Up these riches. All this shit yakky, but it Feel like somethin' missin'. Eat it up, Benihana, She want lobster with the chicken. I don't want no love, just fuck me good And wash some dishes. Hold up, wait, wait, Hold up, wait, I'm trippin'. Meet that catch the death, I just need a Couple minutes. Pause for a second, then I dove Back and ran it. What we really on? Ayy, put the phone down, do no videos. Is that real ass or that silicone? All that talkin', boy, we gon' get you gone. What we really on? Nigga, head shot. Ayy, me and this bitch made the bed rock. With that Hammer and this Henny, feel like Hancock. Ain't no lead shot. We gon' show you niggas Who the man are. Damn, I shot a gun, Put it in my pants, now my pants hot. Always askin' where I get my kicks, them bitches Deadstock. Think this shit be sweet, don't even Reach or you a dead guy. A couple G's on me and I stay clean Just in case the feds watchin'. Damn, don't be tryin' to join the gang, that Mean you band hoppin'. No, ain't no competin' with The team, I see your mans floppin'. Bitch ran across me and her team and her Pants had dropped quick. She super crazy on her Knees, man, her face is toxic. Stay down or you gon' leave 'cause I ain't Him, so baby, pick your option. She always in her feelings when I'm gone, I Swear she kinda toxic. How you call it slidin' You miss? Yeah, we go do it proper. It's all day ones up in my circle, go And check the roster. We left him curbside on His face and his head topless. I took her to the J for a day And not to Benny Hunnids. I used to make Plays, but now it's straight, we make plenty of It. I used to make plays, but now it's Straight, we make plenty of What we really on? Ayy, put the phone down, do no videos. Is that real ass or that silicone? All that talkin', boy, we gon' get you gone. What we really on? Nigga, head shot. Ayy, me and this bitch made the bed rock. With that Hammer and this Henny, feel like Hancock. Ain't no lead shot. We gon' show you niggas Who the man Are