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Bam. Lately I been feelin' like spazzin' out. Spazzin' out, spazzin' out, Spazzin' out, Memphis known for crashin' out. Crashin' out, crashin' out, crashin' out, Crashin' out. I heard you goin' broke so you Act style. Style. Style. Ayy. Tryna keep up with the kid, you gon' be Act a style. Huh. Yeah, yeah. Yo, tell me how the you think I got Here? Ayy, tell me that. This rap game ain't to me but some cartwheels. Sweet. Ninety percent of these not real. Damn. Started rappin', found out these rappers Jewelry not real. Damn. Damn. Swear that hurt my heart, dawg. Huh. It does. Never had a deal but got more guap than All of y'all. Style. Lost a half a mil, that's why I started Rappin', dawg. Tall, skinny I should'a been playin' Ball. But I had spending a hundred grand every Time they call. Yeah. It ain't to pick up a pistol and go Robbin'. That's easy. I let my know the thing went outta town And went mobbin'. mobbin'. Think 'bout my childhood, all I remember is Starvin'. Starvin'. Cold. Old in the hood was hatin' but I ain't Bottom. Bottom. Made a pledge with my we brothers Forever. Yeah. Don't give a you right or wrong, We thuggin' forever. Yeah. Was treacherous in my hood. Every man for they self. Richest in my hood. Ha. Yeah, yeah. Do what I wanna. Before this rap. Yeah, yeah. None of that cap. Yeah, yeah. Just might be the realest on the Map. Yeah, yeah. Had your sister holdin' paint on some trap. Ayy, hold it. 'Bout to go pick up some Guala, I'll be back. It's dope. Flew two thousand miles away by my Damn self. It's dope. T-t-talk too much so I don't need no damn Help. It's dope. Dolph ran up the millies, you Feel like he owe you, don't you? Yeah. But tell the truth, you would cross him Out for some paper, won't you? Yeah. Why I show you so much love? You ain't never did for me. Hold up. I take that back, besides run your Mouth like a to me. Damn. I ain't got no rap friends 'cause all They feelin' me. Damn. They know deep down inside I'm what that Wanna be. Damn. Ain't nothin' but one of me. Damn. He really from the streets. Damn. He really swung them P's. Damn. He really bought that double R truck, It's not a lease. Damn. Mama called me cryin', said she proud of me. I love you, mom. Remember couple of my own Doubted me. Found my first plug, Was like I hit the lottery. Thank you, God. When I got shot was the First time I ain't have my gun with me. Ayy. Facts.
Young Dolph — Crashin' Out
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