[Intro]
(That go crazy, SpanishKid)
(MC, make another hit)
(Grandbaby, how you do that?)
(Project X)
Grrah

[Chorus]
I'm too oppy, so I moved to Jersey
I got thirty in bread and I don't gotta worry
Bro took six for shooting like he Curry
And we sprint through that jig, word to bro, it be dirty
All of my Goons on the Wock' get sturdy (Grrah, grrah)
G3 on my body, niggas wanna hurt me (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Verse 1]
DB told me, "Get to that bread," he 'bout to go right back to the feds
I'd rather see my niggas locked up, I don't wanna see my niggas dead
I'm not dying, bitch, I'm throwing lead
Bitch, you a gummy, can't fuck with my bed
Run down gang, it was just me and Ted
I don't care what other niggas said
Come, we deep in the streets, bro enough tryna talk to heat
Now he carry his knife when he go to sleep
He said: "Once I got locked, they ain't carе about me"
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