*You a bounty hunter?

Well he's gotta do something for a living these days

Dying ain't much of a living boy

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On the way to building shit

Not in a factory

I'm finna fight, you grind my gears

You have audacity

I had the illness for a while

Since burning rap CDs

Imma question your words like...

Fuck the blastphemy

I'm tryna get the cash for me and my peeps

And working OD

I love seening the green

I'm talking weed and checks and rolling Ps

She tried to blow the sex

I told that bitch come here and wet the reed

You bring your girls, I'll wet your team

And it's not for free

Two bros just texted me(texted me)

They wanna plot and scheme

Gotta get the money(money)

First love since 17

And if it's not a joke, then its goin happen

Any means necessary, you scary

I'm that phantom from the cemetery

If there ain't no beat(ain't no beat)

Writing obituaries

Freak in the sheets(in the sheets)

She don't do missionary

If I set the mission call of duty, use my secondary

If they sending shots don't need no dictionary to write my piece

Write my piece(write my piece)

Write my piece(write my piece)

I don't write no stories

I just write my piece(write my piece)

I just paint the picture

Need no movie screen(movie screen)

You can see if you fuck wit me then we

Poppin Out

I don't know why they started talking now

I keep the peace and they don't bang but they start dropping now

I mean I can't complain at least man I don't have to walk em down

Riding beats ain't easy

That's the reason they in coffin now

Gas gas gas

Ain't keep it P that's what your bro do

Gas gas gas

And I ain't even open pro tools

Gas gas gas

And gas the peddle when we driving

Started hearing all the sirens

Capping bitch and now she old news

Coke bottle, bad bitch

Antisocial

Had to pull that bitch to the side cause she ain't local

Go loko, go crazy, go stupid

I totaled the whip and I don't give a fuck, going global

Time to focus in

It flows so clean because the motor spin

Around the block still in apartments feel the Oprah Wind

Free all of my dogs, if I die I know that we all goin spin

Trippin till the destination till then man we all goin sin, damn

(aye aye)

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