Momma callin’ on my phone
She say boy
What have you become?
I’ve been runnin so long so long
What i’m runnin from?
f#ck the reaper, tell him i got mine
I got red rubies shinning
On my neck aight
You ah a coo b#tch
I’d f#ck u in the next life!
You can tell just by my eyes
That i can’t feel time…
Now they see me winning…
And they wonder why
She wanna cut me off
I already know it
Huh, yeah, i’m on the east
Side with my brudda
Momma ask when the hell i’m coming
I be with
My mud bruddas
We strapped up
Like some Russian’
Tell them n#gg#s 10 up on mе
All my n#gg#s ennit
All my n#gg#s rock!
They gave mе fashion god sentance
She ain’t been here… in a minute
She ain’t been here in a minute!
Haven’t been here ina minute
I’ve been winning
She ain’t been here in a minute!
She ain’t been here… in a minute
She ain’t been here… in a minute
I’ve been winning
She haven’t been here in a minute!
Yeah we winning, oh my god, so we eminent
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