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joey fatts - die rich lyrics

[verse 1: vince staples]
lights dimming, n-ggas living off the thought of k!lling
black out, only shine as the revolver hitting
can’t bring the homies around, they start to plot on n-ggas
and then i gotta fix it, mr. mechanic
that automatic is nothing pretty, it take the smile off n-ggas
let em run a couple miles, i’ll hit ’em
if not, i bet his grandma get ’em, it’s just a true story
them sh-lls sit like two stories, i aim well
i look at all your hate mail as fan mail
writing sh-t down, well-knowing that you wouldn’t say it
why you go and buy a chopper if you couldn’t spray it
lil n-ggas breaking arms, tryna play rambo
give ’em what they signed for and never what they planned for
aiming out the backdoor, cutthroat, n-ggas know it
[?] anaheim, long beach, hammer time
north to the east, get down, n-gga stand in line

- joey fatts

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