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Yeah, uh, ayy (Harmonics made a hit) That Seasick How I came up, drill When I had nothin' to sell My whole hood know I'm for real Your whole hood know I'm for real The fake love they show, it don't mean sh*t I'm like Jaylen Brown on my green sh*t I'm high, I'm smokin' that pack That gas on land but I still feel seasick People tell me I'm evil like three-six And it's funny 'cause people ain't seen sh*t Bro' going through trial, hope he beat it Locked up, I was feelin' defeated Same time I was chillin' with demons Now I'm home and I'm still too conceited Made a way, I just had to believe it Baby, give me someone to believe in If a b*t*h gon' play, then a b*t*h gon' play, n***a, that was never really your b*t*h And Casper, he got no time, I'm sorry, not sorry, I'm tryna get rich And your man ain't gettin' no money, got his life savin' on my wrist And your mans ain't gettin' no money, but his friends gon' keep getting flipped You a bad lil' mama, don't trip Don't try to go through my texts You want that Dior dress, I get that sh*t shipped in express All alone in the cell, it's stress Thinkin' the days I was rockin' a vest Thinkin' the days I can hop in the Benz B*t*h, it's a shame I got locked in the feds How I came up, drill When I had nothin' to sell My whole hood know I'm for real Your whole hood know I'm for real The fake love they show, it don't mean sh*t I'm like Jaylen Brown on my green sh*t I'm high, I'm smokin' that pack That gas on land but I still feel seasick Yeah, all this water on me made me feel seasick Don't give me a reason, switch on the Glock, don't give me a reason Yeah, and my ankle monitor, it keep beepin' And this Rollie, it ain't tick So much nights at the pot I had my wrist in Yeah, Lord forgive me for the nights I couldn't control my demons I swear, being a real n***a ain't easy I swear, this road to the M's ain't easy All I know is pop out the cut, no freezin' She say she never want me to leave She wan' take my heart away and keep it Fresh out of jail, hundred in the mail Young n***a ballin' hard, no deal Young n***a ballin', no NFL (No NFL) We was playin' manhunt, like for real Long live John Wick, crodie gave out hell T-Dub got that gun sittin' by the belt How we came up, all we knew is drill How I came up, drill When I had nothin' to sell My whole hood know I'm for real Your whole hood know I'm for real The fake love they show, it don't mean sh*t I'm like Jaylen Brown on my green sh*t I'm high, I'm smokin' that pack That gas on land but I still feel seasick
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