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[Intro] Alright, imma do this in one take Oh shit, haha Aye, yeah Aye, uh [Hook] I don't judge what I don't know Don't get it twisted, I'm big pimping, I ain't cuffing on no hoe I might die from lung cancer, I ain't ducking for no smoke The feds done locked my cousin up he had a pistol on parole Went OT, I'm three for three, it's only day one I must be lit She tried to post me on her gram but I ain't let her take a pic And I know she gotta man, she think she slick, I know he sick The way I came up you would think I sold my soul up in this bitch [Verse] Aye, lot going on in my life, man I gotta live right, cuz that karma gone come and I know it Just cuz I fuck yah, don't mean that I love yah, she want mе to cuff her, I told her its hopelеss Live from the gutter, my momma, my brother, my sister, my niggas they know it is The menace, the demon, big stepper, the king of Detroit niggas know who I am in this bitch Like yeah nigga, hold up, I gotta lot to say MIA, like I was locked away, hall of fame like I was Doctor J My nigga Bert the new Dr.Dre, FG like NWA And its fuck a cop, that'll never change Can't separate, this a forever thang I can't even make this up, I been singing way too much Don't get it twisted, I know demons that been fiening for your blood Niggas groupies, tryna ball with us, ain't even make the cut I ain't street but I guarantee soon as I leave I won't get touched I'm from Detroit, home of the hustlers, gator boots and buffs Could give a fuck bout where you say you live, my nigga where you from? Niggas dick sucking for some cool points and claim they one of us Arena Boyz we on the up and up, I told you niggas once, this shit is mine [Hook] I don't judge what I don't know Don't get it twisted, I'm big pimping, I ain't cuffing on no hoe I might die from lung cancer, I ain't ducking for no smoke The feds done locked my cousin up he had a pistol on parole Went OT, I'm three for three, it's only day one I must be lit She tried to post me on her gram but I ain't let her take a pic And I know she gotta man, she think she slick, I know he sick The way I came up you would think I sold my soul up in this bitch [Outro] Nigga yeah Like yeah Like, aye I ain't sell my soul for shit but you would think I did Aye I ain't sell my soul for shit but you would think I did