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Zaytoven
Where would I be without rap? Nobody really knows
Me and Gregg was sharin' clothes, but we wasn't really bros
We was tryna impress them h*es, kept us on our toes
I had 25 in high school, like I'm Derrick Rose
I had a Glock when I met Pistol P, that's on my soul
Hat always cocked back to the left 'cause I grew up with the moes
And I was thuggin' hard with shawty like I'm one of the 4s
I had some shootouts with my bronem, I had to give it and go
Sh!t got hot, we start swapping most of 'em, still got one of the old ones though
Might hang that b!tch in a frame for show
That's the one that my big bro used to throw
We ain't learn how to blow in no range, no
Pop out, flame out the Wrangler door
Might could've blew out my brains, though
N!ggas must ain't got no aim no more
N!ggas left me in the rain some more
I found some gold in the rainbow, though
They say I got money and changed the most
Please don't forget I'm still dangerous, though
Still'll walk up on a stranger, though
Gangster sh!t run in my veins for sure
I wanna change 'em, though
Know how to channel my anger, though
Oh, we ain't gone save 'em, no
Where his hood at? We gon' name him, though
Oh, yeah, I'm famous, so?
None of my killers want payment, though
Oh, we ain't 'posed to be bangin', no
Me and my n!ggas, we hangin', though
Oh, I don't wanna be slangin' d**e
This pistol don't ever stop rangin', though
Ayy, I don't panic
Whips be panoramic
I was sellin' dope at my granny's
Xanny's, yeah, I need a Grammy, oh
Need another big a*s mansion, uh
Big yard, big a*s hammock, uh
Wrist all wet, Atlantic
B!tch, it's big bucks, no whammies
My b!tch need attention, she bad as fxck
And she got lips like Angela
You know a young n!gga done ran it up
D**n, I could buy her a phantom, huh?
Where that come from? That was random, huh?
Die for respect, I demand it
I was dead broke, now I'm rich, can't stand it
Tell me why n!ggas hate Randy
G Herbo, fxck n!ggas can't stand me, huh
Worth a couple mil, I'm branded, uh
Special n!gga 'cause I'm left handed, huh
N!ggas namin' sh!t, I had it
I ran through that sack like I must've forgot it
I helped n!ggas out when I should've bought a Patek
They sneak diss a lot, but they don't want no static
You savages should be no rumor, you ratted
I bought my first pipe, cuzzo said I could have it
At G Fazo house, me and in the attic
Kay Fazo was here, used to sit and imagine
Then pull on they block just to shoot what we averagin'
Ladders and horses and carriages, you know we clappin' sh!t
Opps, we embarrass 'em, ayy
We ain't gon' hop out no caravan, ayy
Foenem might fire up yo' cameraman, ayy
Real street n!ggas I represent
Long live Bapo and Hellabandz
Ain't nothin' but trappers and bappers in here
Who the fxck let all these rappers in?
We ain't with none of that chitchat, uh-uh
You ain't never hear no click-clack
Shawty 'n' 'em ready to kidnap somethin'
Send his arm home in a gift wrap for 'em
Push a n!gga shit back some
Homie 'n' 'em might want some get-back for 'em
We finna slide tonight, heard his homie 'n' 'em tryna have a kickback for 'em
Broski the driver, got my window rolled down in the rear back some
Just havin' fun, that's the type of sh!t I did, I was young
I shed a tear for my young, n!gga, I kill for my son
And before I met him, I was numb
Let a n!gga feel my drum
A lot of n!ggas think I'm dumb
I'ma just let 'em think what they want
They probably think I'm a punk
N!ggas probably really think I ain't gon' dump
I'm the type to let 'em front
Leave a n!gga a*s all in Nieman slumped, uh
After I feed a n!gga hollow tips, I need a blunt
Sick and tired of smokin' all this Gelato, sh!t, I need some Runtz
Finna get another 150 charm real quick, I need a font
40 thousand go out every first of the month
Just for livin', always been that n!gga, so you never could front
Just be consistent
Pulled up on some flexin' sh!t, like, "Yeah, b!tch, we did it"
Add up these digits
Naw, not that, that's just a lil' million
Uh, uh
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