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[intro]
long live mook and mike
you diss on them, you gon’ your life
say their name in vain and [?]
uh

[verse]
when you knee_deep in the streets, can’t have your feelings in this sh_t (you can’t)
i’m just thankin’ god right now ’cause i done finally went legit (i went legit)
went on twitter, opps tried to go post they block, i sent a blitz (go get ’em, they out there)
lil’ buddy dropped a diss, the next day, got hit it up all in his sh_t (d_mn)
can’t sh_t stop me, i’m on demon time, lil’ b_tch, look at my wrist
i hate that fluky sh_t, i almost lost my brother on a hit (what the f_ck?)
talkin’ ’bout some yellow drank, f_ck out the face, i sold him p_ss (f_ck him)
i’m gon’ be sleep for like two days ’cause i just poured an еight of tris (d_mn)
hit rodeo with the gang, spent twеnty thousand just on fits (amiri jeans)
chase him down until he hit the ground and shoot until it cl!ck (come here)
got them texts that i lost mook and mike, that sh_t had made me sick (to my stomach)
i be forgettin’ that i’m famous, i’ll k!ll a n_gga quick
they tryna hit me from my blindside, that’s why i keep a stick
he was tryna throw some bullets and got clapped, we called a pick (his dead ass)
watch how you f_ck the city up, you run up thinkin’ i’m a l!ck
go tell him, he don’t come outside, then we gon’ k!ll that n_gga b_tch (k!ll his b_tch)
i told backend give me the drac’ ’cause he act crazy with the switch (rrah, rrah)
talkin’ all that gangster sh_t, he must don’t know we know he snitched (that he a— he a f_ckin’ rat)
walkin’ in the booth and speakin’ ’bout my life what got me rich (sh_t get me paid)
clappin’ opps and bouncin’ out on blocks, boy, that’s what got me lit (come here, got my name)
seein’ shh face ‘fore he died, boy, that’s some sh_t i won’t forget
he hit a cut, them bullets ate his back up ‘fore he jumped the fence (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, d_mn)
let him punch me, then face his ass and scream it’s self defense (he hit me first)
he got clapped up for some tint, should’ve kept ridin’ with no tint (dumbass)
i stand on business, boy, my mama mama mama don’t pay rent (they don’t)
i let my deep thoughts leave me up ’cause i don’t trust no one to vent (i don’t)
his brother slid and he ain’t make it back, i know he wish he went
he ain’t gon’ make it, pull the plug, that n_gga life on one percent
i got a million on me cash right now, posted in the trench
i had to get my buckets up, got tired of sittin’ on the bench
all these numbers in my bank account don’t make no f_ckin’ sense
if we in a speed and cut the music off, sh_t got intense (we gone)
we hit a n_gga twenty times, he still alive, sh_t got me p_ssed (i’m mad as f_ck)
my brothers fightin’ b’s, i’m prayin’ all they cases get dismissed (they free)
catch the right opp, i gotta let off shots, put all this sh_t at risk (rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)
and if i die, take all my bread and j and give that sh_t to brick (to my brother)
and they say i sold my soul, all i did was bought some ricks
and i just charge it to the game, i hate a b_tch that think she sl!ck (the f_ck?)
and i hate to see my dogs fight, b_tch, i ain’t michael vick
we got his lo’ at 5, load up the rides and k!lled his ass by 6
get in my face and watch me shoot this b_tch like melo on the knicks
5.56s and .223s’ll split his body like a twig (d_mn)
i been chillin’, how the f_ck my name keep gettin’ in the mix?
i been hearin’ this and that, think what you want, get off my d_ck, n_gga (b_tch)

- vonoff1700

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