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Aye, aye

Fuck all you niggas, I'm back in the game
Bought a Patek, you niggas be shame
Wrist so cold I'm bad ass shit, my flow is madness like a blitz
Had to diss a young nigga, now that nigga on sum shit
That's my brother from the six, fuck that shit I'm getting lit

Three years I had no flow, now niggas saying I'm da goat
Fuck my all exes, I do it in shame
I don't play no games, you yelling my name
You taking the blame, I'm on the game
Used to hate these young niggas in the game, now they hating cause I'm fame
Been trapped since May, my family wanted me to pray
Didn't get a job today, my plan is being on a stage
Getting money for the plays, niggas hating on my wave
You can't be saved, yeah yeah

Yeah, aye
Yeah, aye
Aye, aye (Gang gang, gang gang)
Yeah, yeah



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Writer(s): Johnathan Larry
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