Tinted out, you ain't seeing through
I aint scared to merk u
She better shed a couple tears when she come through
Now my team comin right back at u
Kidnapped u from ur own house took u to stoners hill where i could of killed u
It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
To this dude u meet, u a wild animal
Oh! i was lucky u say u gotta good heart
I want that title but they got me fighting under card
Luda moved digits after he moved bitches
Cause baby i got u and u know this
We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u
If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue
Would u give me care if i came to u bloody?
My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money
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