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Yea Yea Yea

Real shit though

Hoe I'm the livest

Yea Yea Yea

Naw for real

Don't care nothing bout it

Real shit finna mob like I'm Gotti

They like Strad did you hit

I'm like probably

Pardon me no I ain't talking Dolly

Killing shit yea hoe that's a body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body

Youngin from the outer skirts

Grew up and I had to skrrt

Shit just make me feel the worst

But it's Carolina till the hearse

Born in Georgia yea the dirt

Out there balling like a nigga Dirk

We ain't really have a place of work

But I promise we gon make it work

See my nigga use to serve the weed

Did I cop

Yes certainly

My other niggas had to turn to keys

While I waited my turn to eat

Use to vacay out in Myrtle Beach

Fucking hoes yea birds and bees

What you know

Gotta learn the streets

When you rome

Gotta learn to be

So be

Be that

Believe that

You know

You know that we done came a long way

Still got a long way to go

Like my nigga mark say

Ya dig

Yea Yea Yea

Real shit though

Hoe I'm the livest

Yea Yea Yea

Naw for real

Don't care nothing bout it

Real shit finna mob like I'm Gotti

They like Strad did you hit

I'm like probably

Pardon me no I ain't talking Dolly

Killing shit yea hoe that's a body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body

Omg I think I did it

Though I know they won't admit it

Hoe I know I got the vision

In pitch black like I'm riddick

Now sit back cause I'm kicking this swag

I been in my bag

A nigga never had nothing

Life been kicking my ass

Can't live in the past

I picture my dad stunting

Real shit man my momma need a bag

Real shit man my uncle need a bag

Real shit just dropped a comma for the bag

When you coming from the bottom

It ain't common that we brag

That's just how it goes

To that old shit adios

What I'm doing

Not the most

Bitch you know that i'm the goat

Yea Yea Yea

Real shit though

Hoe I'm the livest

Yea Yea Yea

Naw for real

Don't care nothing bout it

Real shit finna mob like I'm Gotti

They like Strad did you hit

I'm like probably

Pardon me no I ain't talking Dolly

Killing shit yea hoe that's a body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body

One two and three

Count em up now

Hoe that's a body

Now all these folks on me

Gon get off my body