… all of them jail calls ringing
They want money, they don’t need ’em on the outside
Yo, brodie, pass me the water, ’cause my mouth dry
Headshots, hollows when they hit him, make his scalp fly
Dead stock, brodie water whippin’ when it’s jail time
Headlock, put me in your city, then the crowd line
He made a milly reminiscin’ ’bout them wild times
You say you got me, n#gg#, dream on
And if you preyin’, get your scheme on
Pop him if he breathe wrong
I stay with Washi, he gon’ stomp him ’til his feet gone
If I got a problem, brodie drop him like the heat on
I’m on the road doin’ shows, on the fast life, countin’ up
n#gg#s that knew me in the past life count it up
Aw, now what was that about?
I was on that slow grind, found a faster route
Baby, catch me if you can, uh, uh, uh, uh
So, baby catch…
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