Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round
But they say what goes up must come down i'll believe that when i spot an angel on the ground/
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
But when i be they dont like it
I think is something all my enemies have when they figth me.
I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city
With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night
And they believe us, because i know when it’s all not right
But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby
Play fable, fightin' like a tin, contempt when they all say "come get me"
They love it when i come around
You gotta help me out
And when i flee, all the bees come after me
A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city
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