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Bitch I'm only 19 but I still tote a Mac-11
If I die, all this sh*t I did don't know if I'll see heaven
Bitch free devin,
Judge tryna give him 20 it's been fing with me heavy
Fore I ever take the stand you can point me to my celly
That young n*gga got some aim he under me I'll recruit him
I tote a Glock the end of the clip look like a ruler
Ain't ever go to class you play with me b*tch I'll school you
I prayed for this sh*t ain't go to church but Hallelujah 
I can break it down make 55 off and make a serve
Rip (doufeezy?) broke my heart so lately we been purgin
Swervin bent this b*tch too hard
I d*mn near had caught the curb
Smoke exotic to the face it got me flyin like a bird
Freaky b*tch had set him up lil Justin hit him with the drac
Police pick me up right now then I'm Lyin in they face
I wasn't nowhere on the scene I was prolly at the bank
If they hit the lights on me then I'm puttin em on a chase
Free lil (uno?) off that case I talk to him like everyday
I told him we on the way he told me to buy him a drac
You know we promote the violence send hollow tips to his face
Did a show in Mississippi this fn was on my waist
N*gga check my resume you should know that it ain't safe
Don't be askin where I'm from you should know I'm from tha 8
If we catch his *ss right now then he won't see another day
Slidin 2 deep me and 2 times I'll send em where you lay
I send em where you sleep have em creepin on yo street
20 bows in this charger hit the lights and ima flee
Diamonds hittin up off my teeth
Like a swisher think it's sweet
Til I hop out on yo block and come and put you on a tee
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