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Capers
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Damjonboi
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Blow, paranoid blood grab a pole Boolin with my new b*t*h look like Amber Rose Your b*t*h drove me from the K i think she really smart She ain't take our seatbelt off till we cross Lincoln Park Damn I wish that i can pour up with my n***a spark Lotta sh*t that I ain't know they left me in the dark Tired than a b*t*h i been chasing paper Took two hours out my day to take your b*t*h to Capers Pop up with the little dreads neck look like a glacier B*t*h, have you lost your f**king mind You had your turn for a little minute now its mine It's funny how I turned the city up without trying Last year I was broke ain't nobody have sh*t to say Now I got a buzz and everybody wanna hate They never liked me anyway, F**k em all they gotta pay Do em up close with the Dra, have that b*t*h singing like Faith Everybody got killa in they blunts Pa** around Gelato, 41 and Runtz I wasn't trying to take your spot n***a you got evicted I can't believe this rap sh*t got n***as in they feelings I got some n***as up the way that made a bad decision Right or wrong my n***as sliding b*t*h I'm blasting with em I was showing love when really i ain't have to A couple months pa** and now I'm damn near past you My brother told me if you trappin rappin ain't for you Put water around my neck yeah i spent a few Everybody in my face got some sh*t to say Still screamin zone life I'm from the other way Where I'm from n***as is blessed to see another day Got some threats on instagram and bought another K In the back getting high with the club owners Big clock nine and it got a drum on it Coming out the club can't believe them n***as pop me up Took four shots them b*t*hes still tried to lock me up I took five thousand to the set but it was not enough I ain't complain about sh*t I went and got it up Hustle jeans tight as hell both pockets knotted up You ain't active with that b*t*h get your bodies up Take it back to Lavish in '05 we pullin hotties up Yeah they put me on that list but I don't give a f**k Two redbones in a loft they both lit as f**k I see n***as fighting for they spot, b*t*h give it up I don't really be f**king with clubs I be whipping up If I do you gon see some foreign sh*t sitting up Can't complain about the little sh*t we tryna live it up Me and that bag fell in love ain't no splitting up If I hit him with this big chop ain't no getting up F**k hitting the bricks I ain't gon stop till we rich as f**k
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