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GWL: Purging
- We run in this bitch like this shit the Olympics
- Beat his ass so bad, had to pull up at the clinics
- Smoked them bitch ass niggas if they been saying hear me out
- All of my inner demons release, bitch you better shut yo mouth
- Nigga I get bread, ain't no money I ain't earning
- Pull up to the scene, got them niggas squirming
- Hide in the backgrounds, like a curse I've been lurking
- Cause we up in this bitch, and you know that we purging
- Nigga be grateful, act like this shit is thanksgiving
- I be doing this shit for a living
- Ain't never heard of no peace, that's why I get to the killing
- Niggas really out here saying they the realest
- My presence is contagious, I can sense em nigga feelings
- Them niggas be mad by the lines that I've been spitting
- I'ma hawk in these streets, nigga you just a mouse
- If caught tripping, we send yo ass to the jailhouse
- Hunt you down, just like I'm Casper
- Can't outrun me, I run you like a raptor
- If you ain't gon do it, then bitch you the enemy
- So try and preach it, this shit ain't a spelling b
- All these diamonds on me, got me feeling like Queen Sheba
- Got me running so fast, we ona the dash like a cheetah
- If you put me in the paint, you know I put in that work
- Duffel bag on my back, pull up in that traffic, you know we go skirt
- Try and give me heat, you know I can take it
- Really thought them niggas would be happy I made it
- Background full of sins, all of your bros is deceased
- Think you are slick until you get shot
- Come from the streets, you get jumped by my flock
- Packing em slugs, give niggas a migraine
- Real niggas mourning, their pain is my gain
- These niggas crazy, why they up in my business
- Can't believe your boys put you out here like a misfit
- Got your heart racing, catching a body like a boomerang
- Using a twelve gauge, take a pic, posting that shit all on Instagram
- Fucking with G's, niggas don't stand a change against my arsenal
- Fuck out my face, stepping outside if you ain't held responsible
- Think I be running from the feds nigga I'm just trying to relax
- All of my brodies out here asking why I'm spitting all these facts
- Got all these bitches on my dick, all these hoes up in my shit
- acting all tuff, giving your speech, this ain't a skit
- Bitch, I'm having a feast
- Yo boy, yeah he cooking, best believe you take a seat
- Knew his ass was dirty, that's why we put em to sleep
- I'm start my reign with a bang, ain't finna be biblical
- Just the truth of me, otherwise I feel like a criminal
- Bout to go platinum, broadcasting this shit on TV
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