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[verse 1: babyface ray]
i heard them team eastside n_ggas falling off
my n_ggas all at work, y’all calling off
hoes all on my d_ck, that i don’t call it off
call me all day, talking sh_t, til they come home to y’all
me and [?] blowing keel, thinking ’bout a mill
took my n_gga [?] i think about him still
first n_gga off the road, that was getting skrill
[?] talking pills, yeah, boy, this sh_t for real
all that d_ck sucking hating sh_t, how you feel?
poured a pint last night, how you think i feel?
i love that cream, i’m a fiend, but i had the dream
f_ck a b_tch til she fall asleep, then make her leave
the streets wanna hear that real, y’all make believe
got so many pints in this b_tch, they think we making lean
gotta love me, being with me can only plug you
i gotta cut you, want the money, can nеver cuff you
i know the struggle, to makе it through, you gotta hustle
watch n_ggas, they come around and take from you
[verse 2: nice]
hard times will make a n_gga want to ball harder
i’m tired of sitting on the block, i wanna fly charter
and since we talking ’bout cake talk, a pill trip to me is just a cakewalk
and i’ve been stunting like cash money, from back in the day
i was proud when [?] my whole sack in a day
just left the hood, cutting up crack on a plate
keep your scale at all times, when you handling weight
i keep a pistol for you f_ck n_ggas
i’m a drug dealer, and i don’t trust not one person
so i [?] n_gga
hood star, take the strap in the club with him
treet n_ggas hang with n_ggas that’ll plug n_ggas
i need an m, i want a [?] like big meech
i’m on my way, i play with keys like swizz beatz
[verse 3: webbo]
lately, i’ve been feeling some type of way
the same n_ggas that be hating, smile in your face
the same n_ggas that you eate with will lead you on
i’m just tryna make some [?] and bring them home
back and forth mode, [?] safe trips
everyday my birthday, i make cake flips
i sware to god , can’t wait til we get on
i seen a lot of bricks, i’m just tryna touch my own

[verse 4: peezy]
yeah
eh
phone book full of drug numbers
304 area code, might be a plug number
syrup gang, b_tch, clique full of drug runners
and them same hoes who used to chase can’t get a hug from us
eh, they tryna question if we breaking up
that ain’t a question, my baby, we’ve just been saving up
blowing money, like we signed to a label, bro
sleeping on all you ho n_ggas, drinking ace and up
yeah, they ask me if i took them bus trips
you really think a n_gga lieing make this much sense?
with no handouts, n_gga, yeah, i’m self_made
me and [?] count fourty thousand that i helped make
glass over here, you n_ggas is plastic
used to run with hustle boys, take trips with a passion
i can rock white buffalo, sit in the glass
like i’ma cash these b_tches, when i flip this bag
realest n_ggas in the city, speak for the streets
spraying lean in the air, so it can make it to [?]
six myle chetter grove, n_gga, the same old street
still f_cking bad b_tches, tryna stay low key

- pound cake

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