Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Why every five minutes niggas walking out
Lot of things i'm getting pissed off about
Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed
Stressed out and hurtin, getting more paranoid
To get out that beast, getting me blest
Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend
In her defense she a part of the crowd
Riding getting nice cause it's nice out
Shout out chicken getting chicken
Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come
What, what ... project shit what
But instead of getting hi as fuck
Fuck your fillings, instead of getting crowned you're getting capped
Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and
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