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realest most these niggas out here not that\n\nAin't no rules we can't find you\nWe hittin where yo bitch shop at\n\nMy opps put the cap on for so long\nIt turned to a top hat\n\nName one who been shot at\nI'm really the big dog\n\nCrack the window drivin you'll get sick\nRidin with that fentanyl\n\nSweatin I'm havin withdrawals\n\nLord please take this pain from me\n\nWars be everything but free\n\nEverytime I came to town I made sure\nSum gets laid to sleep\n\nBack then on a dangerous street\n\nBefore I left the spital make sure I got that pain back for me\n\nNiggas wanna be like me they cant\nEven drop they nuts forreal\n\nShit got bad for team they never came thru\nIna clutch forreal\n\nNiggas dropped that change on me I really\nAin't give a fuck forreal\n\nY'all niggas not turnt forreal\nThuggin is a must i kill\n\nI can quit today but I don't think the\nGame a love me still\n\nI tried everything to ease my pain\nI don't think nothing will heal\n\nRidin with something that spits 7.62's\nLike its from summit hill\n\nI won't leave no trace\nPut on my mask n gloves before I drill\n\nHow you question me\nLike I don't keep this shit in order\n\nYou say it's love and trap all day\nBut you ain't put nothin on his lawyer\n\nI'm enormous money hoarder\n\nKnown to get it across the boarder\n\nServin water drought made a eight of bowl\nFor us wasn't no shortage\n\nOut here I'm like Jordan\nAll us get a portion playin for est\n\nThey feel like I owe em\nIma show em if they play with me\n\nI can't show no fake love\nBrodie speak I heard he hatin on me\n\nMe and Jairmy bought a pint for cheap\nWe drank a eight a piece\n\nI know ain't no savin me\nHeadshot think bout takin me\n\nThey only want fake beef on ig\nTryna get some fame from me\n\nActors they need Oscar's I'm the dotta from\nRiata street\n\nI trust boppa to raise my sons up proper\nThe day I d-i-e\n\nNiggas wanna be like me\nThey can't even drop they nuts forreal\n\nShit got bad for team\nThey never came thru in the clutch forreal\n\nNiggas dropped that change on me\nI really ain't give a fuck forreal\n\nY'all niggas not turnt forreal\nThuggin is a must i kill\n\nI could quit today but I don't think\nThe game will love me still\n\nI tried everything to ease my pain\nI don't think nothing will heal\n\nRidin with something that spits 7.62's\nLike it's from summit hill\n\nI won't leave no trace\nPut on my mask and gloves before I drill\n\nBrrr","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.89] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.12] Lucci, how you feel, yeah?\n[00:10.68] (FOREVEROLLING)\n[00:11.18] (Lucci, how you feel?)\n[00:12.46] Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real\n[00:15.63] Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real\n[00:18.73] Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real\n[00:22.14] Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill\n[00:25.07] I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me 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town, I made sure somethin' get laid to sleep\n[01:10.87] Back then, on a dangerous street\n[01:12.47] Before I left the 'spital, made sure I got that pain back for me\n[01:15.64] Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real\n[01:18.48] Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real\n[01:21.57] Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real\n[01:24.78] Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill\n[01:27.83] I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still\n[01:31.23] I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real\n[01:34.18] Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill\n[01:37.56] I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill\n[01:40.42] How you question me like I don't keep this shit in order?\n[01:43.37] You say it's love, then trap all day, but you ain't put nothin' on his lawyer\n[01:46.42] I'm enormous, money hoarder, known to get 'cross the border\n[01:49.56] Servin' water, drought made it eight a 'bow for us with no shortage\n[01:52.70] Out here, I'm like Jordan, all of us get a portion playin' for EST\n[01:56.37] They feel like I owe 'em, I'ma show 'em if they play with me\n[01:59.23] I can't show no fake love, barely speak, I heard he hatin' on me\n[02:02.36] Me and Jairmy bought a pint for cheap, we drink an eight a piece\n[02:05.56] I know ain't no savin' me, headshot, think 'bout takin' me\n[02:08.11] They only wan' fake beef on IG, tryna get some fame from me\n[02:11.79] Actors, they need Oscars, I'm the Dada from Riata Street\n[02:14.93] I trust Boppa to raise my sons up proper the day I D-I-E\n[02:18.02] Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real\n[02:21.27] Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real\n[02:24.32] Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real\n[02:27.53] Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I 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still tryna get high, I heard they makin' pills\n[00:43.91] Signed a deal and really made my livin', water whippin', keep the blender\n[00:47.67] I'm the realest, most these niggas out here not that\n[00:50.22] Ain't no rules, we can't find you, we hittin' where yo' bitch shop at\n[00:53.47] My opps put they cap on for so long, turned to a top hat\n[00:56.49] Name one ain't been shot at, I'm really the big dog\n[00:59.70] Crack the window drivin', you'll get sick ridin' with that fentanyl\n[01:02.78] Sweatin', I'm havin' withdrawals, Lord, please take this pain from me\n[01:05.91] Wars be everythin' but free\n[01:07.73] Every time I came in town, I made sure somethin' get laid to sleep\n[01:10.81] Back then, on a dangerous street\n[01:12.42] Before I left the 'spital, made sure I got that pain back for me\n[01:15.69] Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real\n[01:18.41] Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real\n[01:21.56] Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real\n[01:24.76] Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill\n[01:27.85] I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still\n[01:31.25] I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real\n[01:34.19] Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill\n[01:37.52] I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill\n[01:40.43] How you question me like I don't keep this shit in order?\n[01:43.34] You say it's love, then trap all day, but you ain't put nothin' on his lawyer\n[01:46.48] I'm enormous, money hoarder, known to get 'cross the border\n[01:49.53] Servin' water, drought made it eight a 'bow for us with no shortage\n[01:52.70] Out here, I'm like Jordan, all of us get a portion playin' for EST\n[01:56.32] They feel like I owe 'em, I'ma show 'em if they play with me\n[01:59.24] I can't show no fake love, barely speak, I heard he hatin' on me\n[02:02.38] Me and Jairmy bought a pint for cheap, we drink an eight a piece\n[02:05.57] I know ain't no savin' me, headshot, think 'bout takin' me\n[02:08.66] They only wan' fake beef on IG, tryna get some fame from me\n[02:11.80] Actors, they need Oscars, I'm the Dada from Riata Street\n[02:14.94] I trust Boppa to raise my sons up proper the day I D-I-E\n[02:18.07] Niggas wanna be like me, they can't even drop they nuts for real\n[02:21.27] Shit got bad for team, they never came through in the clutch for real\n[02:24.35] Niggas dropped that change on me, I really ain't give a fuck for real\n[02:27.53] Y'all niggas not tough for real, thuggin', it's a must I kill\n[02:30.35] I can quit today, but I don't think the game would love me still\n[02:33.85] I tried everythin' to ease my pain, I don't think nothin' real\n[02:36.91] Ridin' with somethin' that spit 7.62s like it's from Summerhill\n[02:40.17] I won't leave no trace, put on my mask and gloves before I drill, brrt\n[02:43.57] 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