i was outside hustlin till i got mine hard pole eyes red like a stop sign by the stop sign posted with a glock nine you never sold a rock rap nigga stop lyin i was right there no green screen young nigga movin rock like a dream team make the feind scream servin the supreme cream my nigga v s had two for the fifteen my nigga jimmy wouldn t even let the brick breathe on the grind movin dimes off the ten speed i m just tryna get a dollar bruh my ribs touchin late night stop and cope like it did somethin filmore made a nigga what i am now from the gram to the ounce to the damn pound born in the view family in the point two i used to love gettin ten for the point two where i m posted on the block with a fifty shot yesterday i coulda swore i dodged fifty cops young nigga but i m feelin like a og if you say i ain t real you don t know me hustle hustle hustle uh grove street baggin work on a late night rockin on the stage well you niggas got stage fright fuck daylight i m tryna i m tryna get my pay right and fuck the police keep my jays lace tight yeah broke it down with a thumb tap crack residue on my granny dinner plate on my stove but it s fresh off the inner state forty on me nigga get a body for i get a case my dreads messed up i just stuck my dick in a hair dresser free hair dude bail money to the side i m prepared dude you can speak to the boys i don t care too i keep my mouth shut and my eyes wide open in the hood gettin money with them guys scopin tryna make it out some niggas got hopin so imma get it right here till the sky open
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