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I remember back when i aint have shit
Before this rap shit, yeah i had to make it happen forreal
My lil niggas aint with that cap shit
They been out hear in the field getting active forreal
I run down with automatics, no seat belt
But the strap out on me in traffic forreal
I be flamed up like a dragon, when its static
You be missing in that action forreal

Hop up out the bed, throw my rag on
Plug mad as hell my lil soldiers did the dash on em
He said somebody need to drop a bag on em
He lucky I dont drop my fuckin mask on him
I hear you talking on that live scared to face a nigga
And all that loud got you talking with some base nigga, yeah
I told that boy to watch his tone, im like Ross greatest songs
You gone make me use this Drake nigga
Wu-Tang Clan ima Ghost face killer
All i know is drug lords and gang members
Me and all my niggas got the same religion
Cross me better hope them niggas praying with ya
I wont play no type of games with ya
Hope the energy the same with you
Be mindful what you say nigga
When i see you be the same nigga

I remember back when i aint have shit
Before this rap shit, yeah i had to make it happen forreal
My lil niggas aint with that cap shit
They been out hear in the field getting active forreal
I run down with automatics, no seat belt,
But the strap out on me in traffic forreal
I be flamed up like a dragon, when its static
You be missing in that action forreal



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Writer(s): Donovan Derelle Pittman, Donovan Pittman
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