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Unfair
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Daboii
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Lil Rece produced it Yo' bitch, she keeps findin' her way into my messages She lie, to you, and you believe her, you protect the bitch If I, wouldn't die for the gang, wouldn't be reppin' this My lil', brother he a demon, he be checkin' shit We, don't gotta be in the hood, we gettin' checks and shit I, talk a lot of shit, I need a breath mint I'm off, the red doin' the dash, I almost wrecked the whip Sob bitch is not the ones to do the messin' wit' You the type a nigga pour your heart out to a messy bitch My high wore off, I'm rollin' up, I feel depressed again The f*ck, up out a nigga face wit' all that extra shit I gained some extra beef so what I do? I bought some extra clips I got some demons in my gang, just like the exorcist I'm a child of God but with this Glock, think I'm the devil's kid Go, against, the grain, I wouldn't recommend Time, and place, we showin' up soon as you schedule it Now I don't like the bitch, I just hit her for the hell of it Baby girl be blessed wit' the neck, dinner was heaven sent Niggas sign a deal and they go broke to get the bezel lit Them pigs damn near thought that I was deaf, I ain't tell 'em shit Woke up in my feelings, popped a perc, now I feel excellent She like, "What's that pokin' off yo' hip?" that's where the weapon is He ain't catch that body that he claimin', he just said he did The devil, keep bangin' at the door, I still ain't let 'em in Nigga wish a nigga would, I'll pull that drake out the cabinet Niggas be dreamin' every night, still ain't make nothin' happen My brother's died, I been betrayed, but that's what made me a savage And everything I say be real so please don't take me for actin' I heard drugs numb the pain, that's what made me a addict I ain't f*ckin' wit' you whores 'cause lil' baby the baddest Talkin' crazy on the Gram then my name better be atted Heard through the grave how my bro snaked me, niggas better be cappin' Bitch I'm known to keep that stick, you just stickin' to rappin' Youngest bosses in the city, bro was whippin' the Aston I be all in yo' bitch head, her mind I'm overlappin' Heard you fumbled wit' the work, no you can't hold the package Uh, you put a ring on that bitch when she for everybody I know niggas plottin' on me, I don't care about it If you got funk, then why you shootin' in the air about it My way or the highway, ain' t nothin' fair about it Bitch
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