Toxins ft. Soulja Figi Lyrics

Yeah man, its that's Soulja Livin' tru

Study, learn, teach

Practice what you preach, know what I'm saying

I do this shit for real and I get money in my sleep

Nigga, how you real and you don't practice what you preach

Nigga from the crib but I ain't going to the beach

I ain't shitting where I sleep, I meet a nigga up the street

You know Imma always play for keeps if you leave it up to me

Been on that BMF shit and end up linking up with meech

I'm from uptown CC, where the white sheets be

Yellow tape on yo block mean you going on the tv

Figi, I'm that same old rapper, never made it

Old dog-ass nigga, they want me locked inside the cages

Dog-ass nigga, I'm sick with it, like I caught rabies

Let her eat my kids but no babies, like I'm fucking spaded

All she do is bring drama to the table, call her jada

Yeah, hold on, wait a minute, let me get on for a second

Old toxic ass hoes, use them jits as a weapon

I know these rappers just be cappers, I can see it how they stepping

She gone run around the lobby, I fuck with her the long way

Get them bricks off the Perry, they gone do what a don say

She wanna cater to me, say it's true and beyonce

Nigga tryna cross me, you gone be having a long day

Yeah, nigga, you gone be having a

It's gone be a

You gone go through a lot, nigga

You got bad energy, bad vibes, fire up some sage

You just rapping nigga, performing nigga, put him on the stage

And that yoppa spin a nigga around like he know ballet

And the oak on the drizzy beige, so I call it drake

Switch on the glizzy, shoot 50 so quickly

Figi an old ass rapper, but you jits ain't fucking with me

Nigga, you can't fuck with me

You can't fuck with a picture of me, nigga

What the fuck wrong with you niggas

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