Like s b meets the wutang, gotta get that creamery
A single mother with a problem child, daddy free
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said
Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
While i spin a tale of the quiet kid
But most times i'm not, i be lifted
I ain't hard to find is the tale that i kick
I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick
Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,
Nasty new street slugger, my heat seeks suckers
You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less
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