You don’t really wanna take a life
Y-y-you don’t know yourself, why you talkin’ online?
Bank account gettin’ bigger, so I guess that sh#t is fine
I-I-I-I’ma do what I do, I’ma get what’s mine, mi-mi-mine
You don’t really wanna take a life
Y-y-you don’t know yourself, why you talkin’ online?
Bank account gettin’ bigger, so I guess that sh#t is fine
I-I-I-I’ma do what I do, I’ma get what’s mine, mi-mi-mine
I put on a fake smile, I guess I’m content
La-laughin’ at the n#gg#s who said I would never win
If I didn’t feel okay, I’d put ’em deep in the cement
Call up Beamy, and you know we finna hop over the fence
I-I-I-I-I gotta get what I want, I need it right now
You gеt stomped, you get f#cked, n#gg#s gеt left in the dust
America is corrupt, f#ck you, n#gg#, life sucks
I’m keepin’ this sh#t a buck, they don’t wanna see me up
You don’t really wanna take a life
Y-y-you don’t know yourself, why you talkin’ online?
Bank account gettin’ bigger, so I guess that sh#t is fine
I-I-I-I’ma do what I do, I’ma get what’s mine, mi-mi-mine
You don’t really wanna take a life
Y-y-you don’t-, you don’t really wanna take a life
You don’t really-, you don’t really wanna take a life
I-I-I-I’ma do what I do, I’ma get what’s mine, mi-mi-mine
Wait, wait, wait, wait [Phew, phew, phew, phew
Wait, wait, wait, wait [Phew, phew, phew, phew
Yeah, wait, there he go, there he go [Phew, phew, phew, phew]
Yeah, b#tch, you know we up like a p#n#s
And I stay outside ’cause I am a demon
Choppa with a beam and it’s beamin’, phew
We do it up, when we must, you don’t know nobody that can touch us
You don’t know nobody that can f#ck with us
Bankroll, I’ma hit a stain with the drum-dum-dum
Main ho, had to hit it twice, how could I hit it once?
And I don’t fight ’cause I shoot sh#t, come fight me
f#ck on your granny after f#ckin’ your wifey, lil’ b#tch
Get some money then I prowl like a Nike
I’m outside, I been feelin’ real sheisty and sh#t
Put the cash inside the bowl, put the cash inside the bowl
Put the cash inside the bowl when I hit it from the one
We gon’ catch him on the nose when we hit him in the nose
n#gg#, he ain’t even know that we hit him
n#gg#s prayin’ that we don’t want war but we do want somethin’
And it starts with your wh#re
Once I’m done f#ckin’ your wh#re, n#gg#, I don’t want no more
I’m finna hit it from the back and then I’m dashin’ out the door
These n#gg#s cappin’, steady blabbin’, on they jackin’, on they phone
I just got packin’ mattress in mass amounts but I need me more
These n#gg#s f#ckin’ faggots, it’s sad ’cause I know they really poor
You don’t even make no money, what you even do this for? [What the f#ck?
Had to leave his p#ss# #ss in the street [Like some meat
Double D on the beat, came with some pods and some peas
Got a mattress with some drugs underneath
I love servin’ that b#tch up, I got her fallin’ out her teeth
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