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Lyrics

[Intro] (Swear your shit go fucking crazy) Ayy (Tad', pop your shit) [Chorus] See, this shit getting wicked, these niggas still roaching and stealing They run up on me and I'm killing They can't know the feeling, my name still be in all they mentions It's been the whole year, boy, that's sickening My family don't feel me, these bitch niggas say they gon' kill me I'm about to just drop a fifty While I thumb through a milli', Dior, but my bitch in Balenci' Put up, she don't ever be with me I stay with my glizzy, see, tricks is for kids, do you hear me? You standing on business, get near me If you not, better fear me, been running through shit like D. Henry I rap, but that field, I was in it And shout out to Beenit, that nigga ain't never been in it These niggas'll tell for a sentence I'm solid, that's different, I'm quick to suit up on a mission Kyle got the backend, so I'm chilling [Verse] If not, then we drilling Tryna focus on rap,but keep thinking and having these thoughts about robbing and dealing Either way, I'ma run up a million, we stacking that paper 'til it touch the ceiling Since a youngin, been knew I could feel it, it was all off a 'bow if this rap wasn't hitting All these diamond, they sparkle and glisten, you reach for this shit and you bound to go missing With the sharks, make 'em swim with the fishes, got kicked out of school 'cause they said I was vicious Steady stealing from hoes and breaking in cars, I'm surprised I wasn't labeled a menace Who you know back and forth with theyself? All I needed was help, but they gave me a witness Went to jail, had me washing them dishes, I came out that bitch wanting nothing but vengeance But the streets, they was hot, went and got me a spot and a pot and my pockets start building Boy, I came from the dirt, all that struggle and hurt, I just know that you niggas don't feel me Try to rob, boy, you might as well kill me, can never go easy, they know that it's in me No Bill Cosby, you niggas can't pill me, I stay with my strap yelling, "RIP Strizzy" [Chorus] See, this shit getting wicked, these niggas still roaching and stealing They run up on me and I'm killing They can't know the feeling, my name still be in all they mentions It's been the whole year, boy, that's sickening My family don't feel me, these bitch niggas say they gon' kill me I'm about to just drop a fifty While I thumb through a milli', Dior, but my bitch in Balenci' Put up, she don't ever be with me I stay with my glizzy, see, tricks is for kids, do you hear me? You standing on business, get near me If you not, better fear me, been running through shit like D. Henry I rap, but that field, I was in it And shout out to Beenit, that nigga ain't never been in it These niggas'll tell for a sentence I'm solid, that's different, I'm quick to suit up on a mission Kyle got the backend, so I'm chilling