Bussing out the straight jacket
Such a shame they couldn’t tame the madness
That’s what happens when u play with passion
If you say it with ya chest back it
If you say it with ya chest back it
If you say it with ya chest back it
If you placing bets against me I’ll be proud to collect
Now you gotta pay the piper in reality checks
n#gg#s claim that I’m a liar like I’m counting the deck
They wanna put us in the dawg house cause we be yelling free the pound, When really they the ones that’s fouling with techs
Now they pouting on the statements that’s the sound of rеgret
Wild and out I cut the chases that’s a mountain of mеss
And I ain’t really tryna scale that yea
Not a rookie but I’m still the kid
Influenza in my ink I got the illest pen
Got the chicken in the sink, I been living on the brink
Give a f#ck bout what they think but I still fill em in
Lil goaty in this sh#t for life
Ain’t a lotta n#gg#s left they couldn’t get it right
I been with it from the set yea I remember night
When I was grinding
Wheeling and dealing styling n profiling
Flyer than co-pilots
Shining with no diamonds
I been alone riding
I never be on E my n#gg# u got no mileage
Fighting they whole squad
I bet they soul tired
UFC I beat the beat up like I chose violence
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