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Bailing through my hood on foot though, and that's Dangerous, summertime a war zone. House shoes, ball shorts in my wardrobe. White tee, fitted caps ain't no thing though. G homies keep the colors in they stripes though. Lil homies at the park get they bang on. Bitches rolling cross the street, it's the same Song. Know I'm siding with my niggas when they Dead wrong. Couple blocks past the lights we don't Get along. But when that YG come on bet We sing along. I seen it in the club, Homies real talk. One side chunkin' P's, the other C-walk. Bailing through my hood on foot though. Looking for a hot plate of good though. West side of the city got the real hoes. But still on high alert, don't wanna get smoked. I can't fuck with fake shit no more. I killed off myself while at war. If you my friend, always be my friend, with You to the end. in, I'm in, I'm in, I'm I'm in your function know I'm coming with Like ten homies. I got into something with my Woman 'cause her friends on me. I'm in a house that's full of doubts so I don't get lonely. To whom I pray to in the clouds, come Get a grip, hold me. The Camp side, the West live, all the kids know me. These hand signs for mankind, I feel like Mick Foley. Shout out to Jordan, I was young and Had his kicks on me. But fuck a mic, Know I was tryna be my big homie. This bitch broke me, got like ten on me. Plus ain't got no weed left since we left. I've been turning four backs to three steps. Niggas say they seen good, that's something I seen Yet. Why you always seem stressed? Why you ain't just leave yet? A different type of win when niggas hear the Word to quit. It's a different type of missing When your shorty getting hit. It's a different type of jewelry when it bracelets On your wrist. Fuck the difference, ain't no Difference man, we all just full of shit. But either way I'm in. I can't fuck with fake shit no more. I killed off myself while at war. If you my friend, always be my friend, with You to the end. I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, I'm in. I Can't fuck with fake shit no more.
Jay Worthy, Boogie, Jake One — Bellin
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