[Intro: Kristo Blanc & Three 6ix Mafia]

Tear da club, We gone tear the club
Tear da club, We gone tear the club
Tear da club, We gone tear the club

[Verse 1: Kristo Blanc]

Born in 97' with them killers in the room
Daddy left me stranded At the small month ago of two
Bet that when he hear this shit be feeling misconstrued
I never could’ve guessed that he would leave my family screwed
If seeing is believing then what lies between
The truth
What we gotta do, currency pursuit
Momma gotta get it
Daddy flew the coupe
Stress overrated but I seen the overview
The family never heals
Robbers tryna steal
They could never take my heart
And I will never kneel
Can I Tell you how it feels
To be fighting in the ends..
My momma built a solider
My armor made of steel
They can't steal my heart and they'd
Never make me squeal
And I Probably should be under, for all the shit I did
But my Aura be my armor, can never be concealed
But back to where it started, cracking spokes
At those apartments
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