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[Verse]
Gang been at the top, and bitch we're never leavin'
Ain't sellin' my soul, still fightin' all my demons
(And I really mean it)
(You cut me once, bitch, I'ma cut you back, then I'ma call this shit even)
(Yeah, you my son, no we not equal)
(I'm in my prime, this my sequel, huh)
Let 'em know that's it up there
Talk-Talk down, it's a [?], now it's stuck there
Model hoe, finna pay for her butt
'Bout the guap, [?]
Turn up for what?
Backdoor, bitch we don't go through the front
It's some bum ass niggas that had to get cut
Flip shit, but I ain't into the stunts
Walk down, twin gettin' adrenaline rush (C'mon)
Claim he cold, he folded under heat
Rap nigga told, I know he bit the cheese, huh (Haha)
Now he up on the stream
Guess twin gotta get this shit by any mean, huh
Know he got a fam' to feed
I was sixteen, just tryna feed the fam'
Was a lil' boy, boss into a man
Stopped reachin' out, niggas tried to cut my hand, huh (C'mon)
V8 engine, take off in a Lamb'
One way flight, I'm goin' to Japan
Huh, w-w-we got sticks, like marchin' band
Put the Glock down, I could get up with my hands
Bitch in my phone, like, "'Kota you the best"
I-I-I'm on these drugs, I could feel it in my chest-, chest
I need a hunnid-
[Verse]
Gang been at the top, and bitch we're never leavin'
Ain't sellin' my soul, still fightin' all my demons
(And I really mean it)
(You cut me once, bitch, I'ma cut you back, then I'ma call this shit even)
(Yeah, you my son, no we not equal)
(I'm in my prime, this my sequel, huh)
Let 'em know that's it up there
Talk-Talk down, it's a [?], now it's stuck there
Model hoe, finna pay for her butt
'Bout the guap, [?]
Turn up for what?
Backdoor, bitch we don't go through the front
It's some bum ass niggas that had to get cut
Flip shit, but I ain't into the stunts
Walk down, twin gettin' adrenaline rush (C'mon)
Claim he cold, he folded under heat
Rap nigga told, I know he bit the cheese, huh (Haha)
Now he up on the stream
Guess twin gotta get this shit by any mean, huh
Know he got a fam' to feed
I was sixteen, just tryna feed the fam'
Was a lil' boy, boss into a man
Stopped reachin' out, niggas tried to cut my hand, huh (C'mon)
V8 engine, take off in a Lamb'
One way flight, I'm goin' to Japan
Huh, w-w-we got sticks, like marchin' band
Put the Glock down, I could get up with my hands
Bitch in my phone, like, "'Kota you the best"
I-I-I'm on these drugs, I could feel it in my chest-, chest
I need a hunnid-
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