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Come on bro, how these niggas say they flyer Than me? Teaching niggas how to get fresher than Listerine. Come on bro, tryna tell you this ain't What you think. Yeah, I be duck, but I Ain't ducking nothing in these streets. Tryna dodge a sucker nigga, we be like, "Fuck A nigga." I elevate, I'm bossing paper, Tell them get up with niggas. Fucking off this loot, I'm jaded hopping out that Coupe. Niggas be baked the fuck down, they age Of thirty-two. Nothing like that nigga. Put down that lean, but it still seem I'm Too high for niggas. She want this dick, it cost a grip to Get some timing with it. Fame don't matter, tell 'em get my bro a Lighter sentence. Talking to the judge. Talking to the plug. Nigga, you can eat these slugs. I don't do well with mugs. Envy in your blood. Solid as they come, clique tight, so get it Right. Maestros, large American, Ace of Spade, The end of night. Yeah, yeah, that's icing on The cake. Beverly Hills, Mercedes Benz be on my Paper plate. Shawty a ten, she want a boss Nigga to take your place. Yeah. I do this for him. This ain't no competition. Teach these niggas 'cause this wasn't in their Composition. Popping tags, I spent a lot of dough On better living. Fuck the game 'cause I was Made before they let me in it. Yeah. I don't do the clout chasing, I be paper Chasing. Niggas never keep it playa, They be playa-hating. Smoking flower bomb, Bitch, the kush be detonating. You niggas never been on that, just good at Faking, ain't you? Come on bro, how these niggas Say they flyer than me? That's on God, Seen a hundred G's at twenty-three. I ain't have to hate on them to put On for my team. Yeah, mm. What do. We get up in my bag, make These niggas mad. I birthed a couple niggas, I'm they deadbeat dad. I used to pour a pint when my life Was fast. I can't feel my feet, I'm high As fuck but I won't crash. You know my life the realest, I never needed You in it. Go through things for sure, but I just need a minute. My bounce back official, Crayons in my pistol. Niggas want me dead, they don't want that issue. You did me wrong, expect for me to not Hold it against you. Forgive but don't forget, Pussy, no, I won't never miss you. I do never. Yeah, you know this Rollie know I don't tick-tock, Nigga. Won't flip-flop with niggas. Might fuck off with a bitch, but I don't Piss off of niggas. It get icy in the winter, it sheisty in The kennel. Put my doggy on your head, if He catch you, then you finished. I keep money for that type of shit. You can't duck the politics. Keep it solid, common sense. Feed the poor and rob the rich. I be on that Nike shit, don't think it, I just do it. The dopest in my city, Who the fuck I ain't influenced, nigga? Don't be mad at me, you should be mad At you. You need to go back to school, Them twenty-fours not twenty-twos. I run myself, so tell me this, how the Fuck I'm gon' lose? The only thing that held Me back was sipping DJ Screw. But I be sober now. Yeah, it's over now. Sober for these clowns. Here to run the town. Bitch nigga, you ain't Fly because you Dior'd down. Niggas ain't got no swag. Niggas ain't getting no bag. Come on bro, how these niggas say they flyer Than me? I just don't get that shit, nigga, I been on this shit, yeah. Come on bro, how these niggas say they flyer Than me? Come on, bro, really--I'm a different Type of bro, you know what saying? Come on bro, how these niggas say they flyer Than me? Niggas know damn well they can't fuck With me in no way, form, fashion, like...
AFN Peso — Come on Bro
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