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Fuck the clout, fuck the gram, nigga up some bands

Niggas tellin' lies and goin' broke, niggas dumb as hell

Don't get behind that phone, get to cappin boy you broke as hell

How can I ever love you, is you crazy, bitch you fucked my mans

How can I ever love you, I can't love you, bitch I love the cheese

Gotta fuck my brother if you wanna find another me

It's rules to the game, you gettin' money, gotta be discreet

Streets don't love nobody, how can I ever love the streets

Niggas broke, bitches goin', man, this shit the same

It's like I got numb to emotion, I don't feel the pain

It's like I done been through everything and I'm still standin

It's like ever since my pops died, I ain't been happy

Nobody believe the shit you sayin', and you still cappin

Niggas out here broke with no motion, niggas still rappin

If rap was anything like sellin' bows, I ah have ten Grammys

Case you ain't heard, this a Glock, nigga, ain't shit jammin

Fuck the hoes, fuck the club, nigga, get the pape

Move at your pace, niggas rushin' like this shit a race

Real niggas respect me, hoes love me, hoe niggas hate, I done fell down seven times, made it triple eight

Niggas out here gossip like the bitches, like the messy hoes

I ah do a lot of things, but I ah never stress a hoe

I can't tell you what to do, but I'll never tell you wrong

Nigga, I'm a boss, ain't break a sweat when the pressure on

Fuck the clout, fuck the Gram, nigga, up some bands

Niggas tellin' lies and goin' broke, niggas dumb as hell

Don't get behind that phone, get to cappin boy, you broke as hell

How can I ever love you? Is you crazy? Bitch, you fucked my mans

How can I ever love you? I can't love you, bitch, I love the cheese

Gotta fuck my brother if you wanna find another me

It's rules to the game, you gettin' money, gotta be discreet

Streets don't love nobody, how can I ever love the streets

Fuck the rap, fuck the cap, man, these niggas finished

Money on the floor, you know me, be there in a minute

Streets kept me fed, streets dirty, streets took my niggas

I just faced a three-five of Runtz, i'm just reminiscing

Kickin' it with gang, double cup, got a nigga sippin

I stay in my lane, don't compete, ain't no competition

Never seen that paper come to niggas, gotta go and get it

Cut some niggas off, it's all love, I'm just on a mission

Blue strips, exotic drugs, I got bad habits

I'd hate for you to piss my dog off, he gon' madmax you

I was sellin' weed through the halls, missin' math classes

Make 200 off of every O, simple

mathematics

Niggas out here actin' like the bitches, man, what's wrong with niggas

I know niggas never kept it G, so I'ma hoe these niggas

My name good, ain't never hammed a nigga, I don't owe a nigga

If you out here movin' in that water, better tote a pistol