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Aye, I jumped up off the porch, I had No choice but to get it. My mama wasn't home, my daddy was lyin' 'bout Comin' to get me. I told you bitches I Ain't got no feelings and I meant it, yeah. I just told my niggas they know whatever they With, I'm with it. Let's get it, uh. Run up them digits. Yeah. Hold that shit down, stay on your pivot, Uh. Stay on your pivot. Yeah. You can't take this, you wish a nigga spend It. Nigga spend it. The world is yours, young nigga, it ain't no Limit, It ain't no limit. Young nigga live it, yeah. Young nigga live it. Young nigga live it. It up. Whatever you do, make sure you get It, yeah. you get it. Yeah. Whatever you do, make sure you get it, Yeah. sure you get it. Yeah. Whatever you do, just watch them niggas you keep With ya, uh. Can't end up with them, Nah. Bitch, I'm a gorilla, yeah. Yeah. Don't give a fuck at all. Baby, I was born like this. I'm screamin' fuck the law. Fuck the state and fuck the feds. Ayy. Ayy, put this shit on pause. Fuck the state and fuck the feds. Flippin', stack it tall, yeah. I can show you how to ball. I get money all day long, yeah. Me and money get along. That money turn me up, yeah. That money turn her on, yeah. On. That money turn me up, yeah. That money turn her on, yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Never been a square, uh. At least I got my player, yeah. They cannot compare, uh. Uh-uh. At least I'm really real, yeah. Real. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I jumped up off the porch, I had no Choice but to get it. Mama wasn't home, my daddy was lyin' 'bout comin' To get me. These bitches know that I ain't Got no feelings and I meant it. Uh, My niggas know that whatever they with, Yeah, bitch, I'm with it too. Gang. Yep, I ran it up, but I still Keep that tool, yeah. Bah. Born and raised in Memphis, I will give Your ass blues, uh. I was only eighteen, bitch, I been had made The news, yeah. They said I robbed somebody and I shot somebody too, yeah. I came from the bottom, nigga, my life is A movie, yeah. You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, nigga, Keep it movin', Real recognize real, Who you think you foolin'? Yeah, real recognize real, who you think you Foolin'? Foolin', foolin', foolin', The fuck?
Key Glock — No Choice
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