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Yeah, I shot a video in Yonkers nigga, shit crazy, huh?
And I up bumping that motherfucking D-Block
P, you know I get high
That motherfucking Jada,

Damn, life the odds
Finally got a plug, the feds, he got robbed
Damn, since I been with the mob
Ain't none but drive by's, homicides and shooting up cars
What's the point of being a street nigga with the stars
Though the niggas that you loved locked behind bars
I was hustling in the day, moves in the dark
you ain't got a clue 'bout me, I swear to God
They say I'm real and say I'm humble
Get money out the where I'm most comfortable
Play me and I'mma go bucks
Shot a video in the of Yonkers
niggas, what's up?

Know my pops Memphis
I used to go out every summer as a kid, know what I mean?
Ride around listening to the and shit

Only thing I to do is loop the beat again
I back strong Adrien Peterson
wanted to smoke dust so I brought them leaders in
See you at the that's if we ever meet again
School never lets out, a lot of shit you never
on the mother-load these niggas telling though
Fell back I can't be around haters
Praying for my downfall', prayers
Then you wonder why I be around ball
Cause these niggas the Feds small favors
Yeah, I survived in the
I reside where the is, salute North Memphis

hollering D-Block on these blocks
10 of mid green in my weed spot
I had a brick in a in the Fiat
Got on a belt watching for speed clocks
You see a road you know you gotta detour
35 in the for a kilo
I'm getting money on the east shout to
Get these out my view so I can see more
Clearly, it's clearly nigga's not the one say they is
It's clearly that not 'bout that life they say they live
I a trap rapping nigga I speak real life
I just beat a case I was 10 to life
I'm a if I die tonight
Five off rap shit one off the white
Me and Kiss did some shit
And to you niggas this some disrespectful shit

Wassup,
Wassup, wassup,

Yo, they CMG, when they see them G's
'Cause they see them pounds and they see them
And they see ice and they see these V's
But the shooters squeeze on
I use to dream on having one key of that
Now I a whole trailer you can see them tonight
If he try some funny I got two Glocks
My 'bout to come home I got a shoe box for him
Youngin' me he thuggin' I played some 2Pac for him
Then I gave him some work and got a new for him
Then they hate when you get it so say that you
Fuck niggas, die slow, i don't owe nobody
Few things I love that's my weapons and plug
On a graveyard shift sweating to blood, what?
Me and Gotti and some hood
just hit me said he got some good shit
Ha ha

Wassup,
Too real