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I used to sell dope on Sundays, So what does that say about me? I hope this don't turn to gunplay, we already In too deep. I used to sell dope on Sundays, You don't hustle, you don't eat. I only see this shit going one way, we're Headed to a war in the street, shake. There's a war going on outside no man is Safe from. I'm shooting if you run in my Spot and try to take something. You play dumb and you get equipped, so now I'm thinking about the drum or the extra clip. 'Cause too many with the shits have brought they Extras with. The mods stacked, how the fuck do You expect to live? My lady told me stop Listening to conspiracy theories, but we living in Some wild times, shit getting scary. I know goddamn well I wasn't talking to Siri, But them ads keep popping up, I know they Can hear me clearly. Something wrong and you don't need a degree to Know the government ain't giving all that money for Free. Now your bank account stimulated, They gon' try to penetrate it. Smash the middle class and eliminate it. But what do I know? I'm not a politician. I'm just a nigga tryna tell you pay attention. Listen. I used to sell dope on Sundays, So what does that say about me? I hope this don't turn to gunplay, we already In too deep. I used to sell dope on Sundays, you don't Hustle, you don't eat. I only see this shit going one way, we're Headed to a war in the street, shake. Who do you trust? Better find out in a Rush 'cause time is running out, inflation is going Up. Lines are getting longer, the people are getting Desperate from living in isolation and struggling With depression. My grandmama eighty, been in the House since April, and I ain't really been able To see her freely, it's painful. Los Angeles Angel rearranging the angles. Niggas losing they stripes like getting dropped from The Bangles. Doing TikToks, Snapchats, And weirdo shit. We ain't doing none of that over here though, Bitch. Your opinion doesn't matter, what you have And achieve done made millions believe that you Belong on the scene. Now sip this piping hot Cup, bust shut the fuck up. You niggas 'bout to crap out, you out here Pressing your luck. I ain't scared of the pandemic, I'm scared of people who panic. Please, God, protect the whole planet. Fuck. I used to sell dope on Sundays, So what does that say about me? I hope this don't turn to gunplay, we already In too deep. I used to sell dope on Sundays, You don't hustle, you don't eat. I only see this shit going one way, we're Headed to a war in the street, shake. Let me give you the stimulus, it's ridiculous to Try to diminish us. Finish us off with sicknesses and kill off the Witnesses. People are sick of this mindset of Misery, continuous fuckery while we tryna build up Our businesses. Can you relate or do you wanna Debate it with confrontation? Nation is shook, in a tight situation. The vision is blurred, language is slurred. Wanna be heard, no matter how loud, you don't Hear a word. Going back to the stone ages, Looking for something to save us. Feeling outrageous, contagious, how could you blame Us and shame us? Opt to make you famous Like Billy the Kid, put you on blast. You don't get a pass, target on your ass. Economy's crashed, desperation is gassed. The fact they let you burn and run with The cash, you're burning fast. Gambling fans, political games with no rules. Falling like Ben, we steady dropping the most Jewels. I used to sell dope on Sundays, So what does that say about me? I hope this don't turn to gunplay, We already in too deep. I used to sell dope on Sundays, You don't hustle, you don't eat. I only see this shit going one way, we're Headed to a war in the street, shake.