See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots
While young thugs still running away from the cops
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Just keep them out of my basement and away from the tv
Wanting to run away from reality to the abdominal cavity
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
So stay the fuck away from me
Girl i know you like that, you crazy
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
And i can smell 12 from a block away, leave the scene
‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well
Than the devil was lifted from the darkest depths of hell
I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.
All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say
Momma in the bathroom poppa at work
It's stepping away from the filthy lies the dirt
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