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[Intro]
How y'all niggas think y'all on my level?
I done did it all
You still chippin' in for bottles
I get Ace of Spades for me and the bitches get the tequila
You hear me?

[Verse 1: PC]
Still tearin' the streets up (Grrt)
Shooter so young, I could pay him in V-Bucks (Haha)
Come from the land of a couple grams still stuck in a blender
Now we sittin' courtside like a public defender, uh
From passin' crills to fiends on the corner (To what?)
To vacuum seals to cease the aroma
I need my diploma, graduated to kis of the coca
But started with a P like pneumonia (Sheesh)
Who wan' walk down this runway with you?
I get your family all together like a Sunday dinner
I click and squeeze, tried to think of the members of Triple C's
But, shit, all I know is Gunplay, nigga, it's Pun

[Interlude]
The last time I had this situation, I took his bitch out for steak
The nigga thought he was gon' run down on me, I said, "Chill the fuck out 'cause, B, I'll boom you"
And that's on Stacy's son
You need to know your fuckin' role, nigga

[Verse 2: Kai Ca$h]
The walls start closing when your pockets not loaded
It's a war goin' on outside, we get unholy (That's right)
I'm parallel to scammers and the trap niggas bow whippin'
Put us all together, know we all got one motive (Let's get it)
Made a lane out of hunger like
I seen niggas puncturin' they veins from a youngin, I assumed they did nothin' right
And now the 'fit cost a month's stay out in London
Makin' plays in the towns like I'm Jeff Van Gundy (Kai Ca$h)
I can't rap 'bout no bricks, no stashhouse, no zips
But I can show you how to stay away from niggas that do everything but get rich
I could show you how to cross state lines, go Bayside for a trip
With a slim bitch who waistline is the same size as her wrist

[Verse 3: Young Chris]
Told y'all leave him alone, he in a league of his own
I was sixteen when I first took a seat at the throne
Fresh off the step, baby TEC never leavin' the home (Oh my God)
Killing my lungs, killing my liver, so much weed and Patrón
Let a nigga try me, get bodied, I'm givin' out passes, Mahomes
Grippin' that ratchet and blastin', I'm givin' out caskets and stones
Purple Heart, drippin' in Chrome, double C's on my lady
On the tour with Cash Money, been gettin' money like Baby
I park that bitch on the pavement, sixty-three on occasion
Find out they eatin', we takin', green land the invasion
Show 'em love when we see 'em, bitches sayin' they was hatin'
Nigga swear he ain't a rat 'cause he recanted his statement (Sour)

[Verse 4: Austin Sour]
The streets nasty, ain't no loyalty, I'm thankful that I'm breathing
Bunch of snitches wearing wires telling bitches that they streaming
Maybach in front of 665, Sour be the reason
5K for the ugly dog, my lil' bitch was fiendin' (Hahaha)
Heard the proof is in the pot
My shit is on the scale, I been this way
Cuban links and pigtails for my daughter's picture day
Stick long like a spatula, I get 'em flipped today
Close the kitchen up on Sunday, yeah, my trap been Chick-fil-A
This ain't no mumble rap
This that if we don't catch you, we get your brother clapped
This that closed-casket hit, get you mummy-wrapped
The life feel different when the money stack (Check it)
You need a badder bitch, not no honey pack (Yo)

[Verse 5: Twayne Towns]
That shit be fluff them niggas sell y'all, my life is a tell-all
Really hurt my heart when I get jail calls
They seein' my future, gettin' mixed in with state greens and jail yards
Conflicted, mixin' up this Godspeed and Hellstar
L's got a lesson in it
Fuck all your plans if ain't no checks up in it
Every new custy need a reference with it
I see potential, I invest in it
You doin' your thing, I might just throw you some plates, but I'll leave the extras in it (Talk to 'em, Rain)

[Verse 6: Rain910]
Was on the grind, so I slept late
I move in silence, I only speak when it's time to say, "Checkmate" (Right)
Step straight, you swore you never would snitch
The streets remembered everything you pretend to forget (Always)
Beretta'll lift, I could never settle for truce
'Cause a ghost can't haunt you like a memory do (Woo)
Unassisted 'cause most favors come with chains
Some lessons cost money, some cost your name
I move across the game, still flossin' in vain
And crossin' lames out, no cautious, safe route (Woo)
Now look into the eyes of the one who won't break
The safest hands are always the ones you don't shake

[Outro]
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