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[Intro: Lil Glock] Do-or-die, OG killer, bust a [?], forget the house Mind clickin' [?] tickin' with the chicken up in my mouth Gettin' high, ridin' around, searchin' for a young buck To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this nigga up Do-or-die, OG killer, bust a [?], forget the house Mind clickin' [?] tickin' with the chicken up in my mouth Gettin' high, ridin' around, searchin' for a young buck To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this nigga up MTM, hit 'em with that heat Do-or-die, OG killer, bust a [?], forget the house Mind clickin' [?] tickin' with the chicken up in my mouth Gettin' high, ridin' around, searchin' for a young buck To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this nigga up [Verse 1] The rappers' reaper, paintin' pictures like Mona Lisa Ten bands a show, you can hit me up on my fuckin' beeper The money-seeker, trust no bitch 'cause they will mislead ya And leave you hangin' with pockets dry and a heart that's beaten Jumpin' out the stroll, losin' all control I turn a left, but I don't know which way I'm finna go I left these 'motions in the cold, standin' in a store You hopin' I can give you love, but I can't give no more [Chorus] Don't say, "I'm okay" I know the pain is rainin', even you can see it, so don't shy away Always on a money race I live my life too fuckin' fast, and I don't know, I just might die today [Bridge: Lil Glock] Do-or-die, OG killer, bust a [?], forget the house Mind clickin' [?] tickin' with the chicken up in my mouth Gettin' high, ridin' around, searchin' for a young buck To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this nigga up [Verse 2] You write my name inside your head and tell me to come back But when I do, you insecure and don't know how to act You tellin' me that I break your heart and to let you go That I'm too much and the life that I live is uncontrolled I'll be okay by my lonely It's a one-person road, and I'm takin' the slow lane, yuh You see me ballin' and sippin' on Bombay You want a piece of this lifestyle but baby, no way [Chorus] Don't say, "I'm okay" I know the pain is rainin', even you can see it, so don't shy away Always on a money race I live my life too fuckin' fast, and I don't know, I just might die today [Outro: Lil Glock] Do-or-die, OG killer, bust a [?], forget the house Mind clickin' [?] tickin' with the chicken up in my mouth Gettin' high, ridin' around, searchin' for a young buck To get violated, now I'm gonna fuck this nigga up
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- Ramirez