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Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing Streight flexing
Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing
Straight flexing

Raised in the gutta came from the struggle
I respect the game put it on my brother
Money getting funny but thats
The life I chose
Hard work riding bikes that's a ghetto child
Can't even by a smile yeah I'm running wild
Crome dessert eagle fa dem wild geekaz
Give it to em cheaper watch em come back
Kuddy got that either come on n meet my people
Don't need da meet them people
Serve em n da trap I think my phone taped
Need a clean line focused on my grind
Told my cousin serve the tweekers
Cus I got myen it's all about the profit
The price I want drop the work straight dropped it
Never soda locked it ima hot topic
Keep it g remain real only fam I rock with
All red rock revivals that's how I'm rocking
Still remember when my dawg told me
Keep the drop but I had to knock it
Kinda low on profit sold a couple watches
Now look at the progress don't even gotta stretch it
So I think the lord n count my blessings
Got my mind right plus my team together
An my hustle tight they say birds of a feather flock together
I'm riding old school like a polo sweater

Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing Streight flexing
Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing
Straight flexing

Sixty nine classic high then a bitch
Knee deep in it tryna get rich
So Im making trips ten band flips
It's a daily bubble got loc with me
So its double trouble cus he love da game
An I love da hustle I'm from da projects
Get it off the muscle never been ashamed
Don't rock with lames only fam no buddys
Switching up lanes been about my change
Veteran in da game still a young nigga
With og fame rolling ls up taking to da brain
Thinking bout some things that I can't change
Still swang n bang blowing on some loud
Don't even know the name yeah my bitch red
Call her fire flame busting 40s at them niggaz
Coming for my brain hold it down
For my nigga locked n da fedz
When you make ya bed gotta lay in it
Grind dolo plus the charger tinted
Check the text message said we winning
Ten band grizzy ezzz niggaz moving slow
An I'm hella busy collect calls from ba
Thanks for the cheezy Kuddy Hold it down for da
Niggaz locked up n penitentiary

Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing Streight flexing
Gotta ten thousand dollar text messages
My Nigga calling from da pen no stressing
Pulling up when it's beef no question Kuddy n a old school straight flexing
Straight flexing



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Writer(s): Fabian Duncan
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