Got Me On It Young Buck

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[Intro]
I don't know
Maybe it's cause there's a bunch of fake ass niggas out here
Fake ass rappers
Ain't too many real niggas left
Just trying to figure it out
Something's got me on it out here
Let go

[Hook]
Don't know if it's the murders, the robberies, the beef, the trap
The hood, the straps, don't know
But something's got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Something's got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it

Don't know if it's the pills, the weed, the coke, the lean
The way I'm yellow taping off the scene
But something's got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it
Something's got me on it
I'm on it, I'm on it

[Verse 1]
Ok, Ok, I'm back, I'm serving, I'm leaning, I'm swerving
I'm strapped, for certain
These young niggas is hurtin'
On bond, I'm lurkin', I'm killin', I'm murkin'
I'm shootin', I'm workin', I'm only one person
No tags, blue rags, you mad and I'm glad
Got a chrome .44 mag
Put niggas in body bags
A-1 Yola, no soda, no oil base just over
I'm a soldier, I told ya, I put Cashville on my shoulders
Nigga fuck me? Fuck you! Fuck him and fuck her too!
Fuck that I want something new, top down, no sunroof
Hundred pounds I run through, I'm running around like my son do
Never say how she done you, I kick a bitch out, kung fu
Told ya'll, I'm a come through, no religion, just truth
Thirty chickens, front you, better not give me no ones dude
Still pimping, know I'm one, all the mirrors on our arms
Country nigga, livin' in a barn
Growing kush on a farm