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barely lung
Liver feelin' that Leroy glow
Chakra healin', dealin' with the fuller deck
A well-fed INF, brand names buyin'
Less, lot to learn, i confess
Hip

of crocodile
I was on the block a while
Trap ting played out, even how it played out
Look at what I made now
Baby girl I'm made now same feds
I was shotting

Raising my fist tattooed with
The scars of mistakes
Crazed, let his hunger be fed
Death observes without a sound
As the blood seeps underground

Fight - My

Touch me, I'm tryna touch skin
G Ramsey, the chef's in
Left, right,  before the feds spin
I cook crack, make your head spin
I got it that I need some

crook
By plot or buy scheme we drop Training Day 2
And done a headline on the
Run facin' fed time
Had me runnin' so long now my legs tired
Love expired,

to me
And take a look in my eyes
Cause niggas tryna' take my life, my life
Where did I go wrong tell me what's worse
The feds or my son moms
Baby

the feds
(Damn, he police)
Matter fact, this song a act (Uh, huh) 
I ain't said a known fact (For real)
Tell the truth
Every lyric that I said was all cap

nickel on my hip, this bitch barkin'
Do the race, interstate, I'm lane changin'
Feds tryna lock me down for gangbangin'
On probation, I ain't changin'
All

success
But don't wanna work to get there
The Hellcat just fishtail
I think I'm Ric Flair
Enough money to disappear right in thin air
The feds caught our

Nike Tech when I hug the block
Them man chattin', I just shrug it off
Cah them men are feds
They can't link the guys
Behind closed doors probably hug

and murderers
Mum's in her sixties and her
Crib's getting searched by feds
Thinking bout it hurts my head
Still buying dinners and hammers in
Your thirties is

good for you, babe
Like a damn bed
Good for you, ho, like a damn bed
I can't fuck with that ho, she a damn fed
Since she ain't responding, bitch
I'm

around 
No hammers round
No blixks allowed
Semi automatic
None in the head 
Can’t do
Feds
Dis whip 
Clean
Hatin’
On Chief
Stayed low key 
I was

on your daughters and sons

Let in led
The holes will be all fed
Watch it bleed
Bring darkness up to speed

Fight at the frontiers of savaged minds
Hammer

back
I'ma keep it pushing 'cause the mothafuckas bumpin' my tracks
The pussy pull up and I put a fuckin' bat to his cap
And I get him fed to rats

my main ('low it)
Don't-don't-don't slip and slide (don't slip)
I hope feds don't spin this ride
I just seen them in the rear view mirror
So you

not twinning
Might put her in YSL, pissed I'm on the phone to her less than my clientele
Tagging up a nine, I can do it with my aisle scales
Feds

after she turned the key

She lit my cigarette and
She fed me rum
When I was 17 when she was 21

She show'd me something crazy
I never done (grrrl)

snitchin' on the 'Gram, mad the feds picked you up
At the gas station, tryna holla, please, leave me alone
How you dead broke, not a dollar, but got three

come a long way from staining guys
This stuff not worth it, blade on my side
Kmt, just a day in my life
Climb to the top, no wasting time
Feds want

got got
Put on my latex, see you later
I'm 'bout to make me a human pot
Feds tryna connect them dots
So I relocate, tryna find a new spot
Boom,

They've got their gun to our heads

Blood thirst, watch the interest hike
Blockbust, forced fed hunger strike
Their ghosts hang in the poisoned air

Crippled for life, a living death
Lonely life, fed with deceit
Deceived from birth, diseased till death
Silence child, don’t offer a sound

happen (uh-huh)
He was out here scammin' people in the name of God (amen)
Feds came and locked up him I know he was a fraud
He be dressin' like a rapper