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[intro]
(arctic beats)
yeah, n_gga, i’m forever the same n_gga, n_gga
no matter how hard this sh_t get for me, n_gga
i’m still on the same sh_t every day, n_gga (dxnte, you snapped on this one)
feel like, yeah, hmm
i get a kick out of all this sh_t with me, n_gga
mm, come on, yeah
yeah, ayy

[verse 1]
i feel like f_ck a n_gga, i ran this sh_t all by myself
yeah, i made a song called, “help me,” n_gga, but i don’t need no f_ckin’ help
i don’t take this sh_t for granted, my sister floor, i done slept
whole city, they vouch for me, i hit the projects and share my wеalth
youngin was super bad growin’ up, so many whoopings, mama left some wеlts
sh_t, i’m actin’ the way i’m actin’ ’cause all this bullsh_t i done felt
sh_t, i’m still mad at my cousin, made that lil’ promise you could’ve kept
i remember this sh_t like yesterday, n_gga them gave my cousin the belt
but it’s funny how this sh_t change, i done gave a n_gga the belt
n_gga done f_cked ’round, woke that savage up, came back through with a bigger belt
plus i got m’s on the floor these days, n_gga, it ain’t sh_t to get ’em swept
but i learnt one thing myself, n_gga, anybody can get the belt

[chorus]
i’m like d_mn, i miss my buz
i’m out on federal bond, them crackers say i’m trappin’ bubbs
forever, n_gga, i’m a thug, b_tch, i can’t give no ho no love
we don’t play around, n_gga, we got guns up in the club
you can front me work, i still won’t call that n_gga my plug
i put that on my mammy, n_gga, i’ma get that bag for cuz
gotta make it back to my son, you move wrong, we sendin’ slugs
i ain’t takin’ a n_gga serious, you only hyped up off them drugs
whole florida know i’ll whack somethin’, n_gga, i ain’t gotta have no mud
[verse 2]
i was a cool n_gga, but the streets done left me traumatized
we don’t call ’em homicides, n_gga, we call ’em mama cries
i been f_cked up in the head ever since my cousin died
i been f_cked up in the head ever since my b_tch ain’t ride
n_ggas that looked up to me, they got some fame, they think they poppin’ now
left me to myself, i don’t give no f_ck, n_gga, i’m still poppin’ out
every brand_new whip that hit the floor, n_gga, i’m gon’ cop it now
and just to show you i’m still gettin’ money, ain’t sh_t over here stoppin’ fire
they say they was ridin’ ’til the wheels fall off, but they ain’t got no f_ckin’ tires
n_ggas, they tried to ban me for thinkin’ i was gon’ lose my f_ckin’ mind
i was a real one, n_ggas did me dirty, they turned me f_ckin’ slime
i got them youngins out here slidin’

- real boston richey

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