I {?} for anything, but thinking about goin’ back to the motherland
I know these n#gg#s envy, but I understand
But on the other hand, I been runnin up the money out the rubber bands
Still focus on that {?} sh#t, I’m chasing out the other trends
I been focus on myself and I don’t know what’s goin on
I swear it’s some lame sh#t everytime they call my phone
Are you broke and got no money, but you {?} showing love
I don’t f#ck with them n#gg#s ’cause we just don’t get along
I don’t know a {?}, still {?} fed my fam
I feel like I can find my {?} on a getaway
I don’t know {?}, still {?} fed my fam
I can’t {?} gateaway
Still blastin’, at least I know I got God on my side
And every night I was out therе all alone
And he was therе I {?}
And he was there every fight, I was punching n#gg#’s domes
Dropping n#gg#s, {?}
Check the score, yeah we up now
You can catch a bullet, keep runnin’ until you touch down
What’s up now?
{?} for a bustdown
I was {?}
All of these n#gg#s {?}
I don’t know a {?}, still {?} fed my fam
I feel like I can find my {?} on a getaway
I don’t know {?}, still {?} fed my fam
I can’t {?} gateaway
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