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Gas station, dirty up the soda bottle
When I won over your love, I thought I hit the lotto
I say, "Through the mud, I had to walk, nobody followed"
Just found some broken Fendi goggles in my Redeye (skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle for the dead guys (dead guys)
10.27, my whole roster duckin' fed' time (coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up, made a headline
Glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights (uh-huh, grrah)
Hundred thousand dollars on the necklace, shine, no headlight (yeah)
I just got a feti' for that fetish, chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish, I had to get by
I'm at war, baby, ain't no way to run (I'm at war, baby)
She always ask me why do I be in the streets and clutchin' chrome (ayy, uh)
Ambulance drive, I try to see them bust my dome (oh)
Okay, okay, I just wish they leave me 'lone
Before I signed a deal, I kinda wished that I had mattered
You know Lul Timmy shoot to kill, we let some shots off at whoever (grrah, grrah)
Big ratchet in my past, I do my dance with my berretta
Big Glocks for static, at your mans, we put him up, bitch, I'm the devil
Homicidal thought, bled on the streets and not a stretcher
All this mud on my feet, baby, I'm nothin' like the rest
That one wrong move'll get you shot
I pray to God I'm not next up
My pain run deeper than the deepest, and you got the best of 'em
Just lay on my chest hon'
Just found some broken Fendi goggles in my Redeye (skrrt, Redeye)
Poured out a broken Henny bottle for the dead guys (dead guys)
10.27, my whole roster duckin' fed' time (coo-coo)
We be steady steppin', wet they block up, made a headline
Glocks and Smith & Wessons
All my weapons came with led lights (uh-huh, grrah)
Hundred thousand dollars on the necklace, shine, no headlight (yeah)
I just got a feti' for that fetish, chase them dead guys
I know she wonder why I vanish, I had to to get my head right