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Never Scared
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EST Gee
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Ayy, who dat? John Got**t (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, what you know 'bout trappin' out them late nights? What you know 'bout staking out on wolves and not the great whites? I done been too deep inside of sh*t where I couldn't think right Bullets numb my body, I don't feel nun' Bullets hit your partner, why you leave him? Still ain't killed nothing Laid up in the hospital, a couple n***as kill for me N***as mention me, you really informants Crazy to think them n***as been our factors Ain't try to hit on none of them n***as backwards Suppliers, they ain't have it Been balling a whole season, n***as balled out for a quarter Can't bite the hand that feeds you when my hands gave you the Porsche Hard head, but my money long, call me once he dead And nod your head, so I know buddy gone Duckin' feds, can't duck that sled that sent your buddy home Made a n***a rich, just off a flip phone N***as can't compete, get out the streets, ain't touched a hunnid long Nah, I ain't never scared, my mama knew I been a demon We can take it there, don't do no evil Know my peoples ain't gon' make it fair They ain't killing teddy bear, nah, I ain't never scared Nah, I ain't never scared My mama knew I been a demon, we can take it there I'm tryna' make it hurt I should sell some shirts 'cause all my murders merch Young and turnt, fifty five and I throw seats for John Kirk He kept it real later but lied at first, I told him, ''Find dirt'' Or find a church, might not stay alive, when that iron burst My eyes hurt, stalking these lil' n***as from a finsta Guess I scared them n***as, blocked me from they stories and pictures And you know what's the issue, I ain't gettin' into that with you I'm tryna' make it tense you, I can't sit and think about who diss who I'm a real street n***a, these artists is artificial And it's up with whoever, ain't no pick and choose to pick through And your lil' bro want rap, and mine want bodies on his pistol And know if I don't catch you, it's gon' fall back on your nephew Fast, put that switchy on his a** like he broke curfew Crash, brains all over the dash, them 7.62s And I ain't never hate or emulate, some sh*t a b*t*h do I heard he had a buzz, caught him, knocked out his potential, n***a You know how a n***a be buzzin' a little bit? N***a be gettin' a little bit of attention and sh*t, then he die There a lot of that goin' on Snake pit, don't get yo' face hit Brr
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