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I've accustomed to goin' through customs
in my pocket hollerin', "Fuck them"
I'm livin' that life that you talk about
I'm fuckin' them hoes that you only about
I spend that money but you spend about
As much that I off my last single out
Whatchu think of that? Niggaz, know
That I kill niggaz slow when I for this dough
Got labels sick, I know they hate
I'm makin' they push them dates back
I don't tattoos to prove I pack tools
Go 'head and act fool and dog food
Man, uh-huh, yeah that's me
Same nigga that give a "Basically"
And I'm still smokin', it be that
Ya blunt went out, relight that
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
Yeah, I'm finally put in the game, right I should be
And the gat laid right where it be
Violate, you be put where you be
Have family and friends screamin', "How could he?"
the streets with a body on his back
Ride around in a V with the shottie in the
And for y'all swear, that I front for rep
Only thing that I front is hoes and coke and of tef
With a co-D, that's a, menace to the
Yeah we D and made a livin' off of people
Ghetto, corrupted us, and we ourselves
How to add and scale bag and sell
And how to, aim and shoot and I got when the wrist locked
Wherever the dot spot leave the
You keep actin' like you can't die in a
And I let of 'em dive in your wake
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
Picture me in that five hundred Benz
I got no for you niggaz it ain't no need to be friends
I give a 'bout 'em, no need to talk 'bout 'em
He act 'bout it, I let the fo'-fo' 'em
The co-D's, no statements
Just shots, shell casings
No prints, V's no
Phone, Sprint, Six, no nigga
R-O M-A
Realist and clique nigga, comprende?
You niggaz know I'm focused right?
You still catch M-E-M loc'n
In the V, wit' the gat on my lap
Shovel in the trunk, go nigga, front
M dot E-M-P-H-I-S Bleek
Coppin' out to a one to three, you bitch
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Geda
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see Bleek
I'm M.A.R.C.Y.
B.K. style, see how?
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