And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.
The boa know they loving the crew
Tai fu fight me i fight you
Hoping that mama would sympathize cause she broke
Got home, then me and bro at uncles throat
Stuntin' in some other jordan nines
Bothers me that i fight to survive
Before a bare-handed, fight, and kill you, bro.
Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe
This shit gives me confidence to fight whats in fronta me
Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy
To make me and my bro happy, their smile was the brightest ray
But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
Bro you rap bad and it makes me laugh
When you let that nigga grab your naked ass
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