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tell me what you’re searching for, i know that you been hurt before
b_tch i ain’t your boyfriend cah sh_t i really work the porch
at this rate i’ll probably still be trapping when i’m thirty_four
he ain’t deserve a day, what the f_ck they give him thirty for?
dots under the bed, i kept the spinner by the staircase
ask f, i don’t give a f, i do it bare face
work smarter not harder, i’m a turtle in a hare race
all them years in jail for a rare case
and another one, i couldn’t catch a break
yеah i should be on a date, with my shawty eating stеak
i’m at the servery with my plate
can’t complain about my ting cah my folks all got a plate
pass that weed and that rizla and we straight
yeah i’m swinging round my shank, f_ck fists
take the stairs, f_ck the lift
how the f_ck you wanna eat and you don’t wanna take the risk?
all she wanted was a fix, all i wanted was a stick
i worked that strip for twenty days and all i did was look for kids
i mean shawty worked the line and she a ordinary b_tch
i met duku when he broke, f_ck with me you getting rich
i tell my young boys, t stars
we on the m_way with two sticks so we had to convoy in three cars
i went jail for eight years, grabbing sticks, check the resume
i know cunch boys with three phones getting ten a day
pulled up with notes and my fl!cky, left with h_lla flake
told her that i loved her but she left me though anyways
my new ting tnt, all them three_on_threes
no t’s, we used to fly ’em outta b&b’s, me and b
feds boomed the door and put my freedom on pause
and they like “muni where you been?”, i’m on the threes and the fours
and we the last of a dying breed and bro there ain’t many
can’t complain bout it every day, i got it all in twenties
i’m cutting through the city with a mash in the car
i told folks “let’s get close, bro don’t slap him from far”
g powder on my trackie, i still wore it the next day
you don’t see me with don, we link up just to press play
i stain and i trap and i stretch yay
who got him? i dunno, it’s a conspiracy, i guess that’s the best way
i know rappers that cap and i know trappers that slap
and i can fly you out the country but you know there’s a catch
and it’s death row so once you sign up, b_tch you’re trapped
and don’t say “free the guys” if you ain’t buying ’em packs

- kaymuni

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