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RJ Productions
Make this go crazy
Off, on the bottom, the darkest of pavement
I'm staying me to the day that I make that
Bush out of his pants, well, I don't need no chase
But shots in his feet, I can't let him tame me
Who want to smoke? Cause we got his attica
Really good texture, I'm all about profit
I'm taking real things, rolled out like monopoly
Too charged in this bitch, now you can't stop me
Y'all some mo' fucks, this is tough, really pricey
Go do it 10 days plus, got some rifles
Can't go like a sucker, no, I'm riding striker
I made a car and I ain't into the type
Bro, I walk down with no mask and a rifle
That's all I love you forever, my sniper
We showing up with no drugs and no pipers
That nigga Cal told me that I'm the rival
Fat was still living, made me a survivor
I learned to swim with no weight, what's the title
Bailman fuckin' way before the title
Always in the fuckin' right after the fight
If you love me, why push me away
I need a trip to the game in the bay
Girl got the will, I been thuggin' the faith
I didn't dodge it, my feelings are weighed
Wake up and go, gotta get to the cake
I gotta leave somethin' that can take me away
And never, never fall, never bend, never break
Before I go thinner, I float in his dream
All them drugs I take, I had them on me
I was ramblin' with my girl
All these problems I'm facin', I kept it on me
I was ridin' around with my girl
All them drugs I take, I had them on me
I was ridin' around with my girl
All these problems I'm facin', I kept it on me
I was ridin' around with my girl
I was ridin' around with my bro
Nigga tried to take my soul
They done seen me at my loss
Shorty bad to the bone
She won't leave me alone
She love how I got her moanin
All them drugs I take, I had them on me
I was ridin' around with my girl
All these problems I'm facin', I kept it on me
I was ridin' around with my girl
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Juqwan Pitt
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