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Fast I will not stop
I gotta go get it I got off my ass
All I had was me swear I ain't have shit I was on my last
Zaza in the blunt she says what's that I told her ass gas
Ain't never duck shit but it was 1 time bro screamed yo 12
I seen it all when I seen who fraud when shit get real
I'm tryna go score feel like for sure he gotta sea shells
Can't speak on shit I don't play witness I eyeball scales
Real nigga forreal got to put that in my will

Put it on God I won't tell
Put it on you that I won't say a thing
Put it on me that I keep it
1 hundred hard body
I can't be a puppet on strings
Think that I fucker to good she saying she love me
I tolder we can't have no strings
Steady be stuffing the wood
I'm smoking on pain
I'm tryna forget everything
Nah no AZ damn near tryna OD
From smoking on yo OG
& I don't know why niggas they speak on me
Same niggas don't even know me
Made my own pie niggas ain't throw me a piece when I was out here hungry
I rather chase a bag
Fuck tryna be Popular
That's why I stay so lonely
Swear that I had lots of lonely days
I was just tryna get it the only way
QB pick yeah it's set right before the play
Say it's beef then it's lit where yo homie stay
My niggas be robbin no Jason Todd
She seen all my bred but I never bod
My niggas like gates how they keeping rods
Been fighting my way just to beat the odds

Fast I will not stop
I gotta go get it I got off my ass
All I had was me swear I ain't have shit I was on my last
Zaza in the blunt she says what's that I told her ass gas
Ain't never duck shit but it was 1 time bro screamed yo 12
I seen it all when I seen who fraud when shit get real
I'm tryna go score feel like for sure he gotta sea shells
Can't speak on shit I don't play witness I eyeball scales
Real nigga forreal got to put that in my will

Bet not put shit in my hands
If you not my mans cause you can forget it
It's gone be hard ducking ARs
And shells from my bro be all at yo fitted
We can send 59 if you don't get it
I'm dripping off syrup it got me off pivot
The pack was sold way before we even get it
Yup
Let me just add to the digits
Riding past troopers with grams
They on my ass but you know I keep it livid
I told my babies nothing is perfect it's worth it
The picture I'm painting is vivid
I told my brothers
Ima just chill for the night
But I know they in there fucking exquisites
With niggas that's with it
I keep my gun in my hoodie
That's when I'm toating a rocket
Get hit through the pocket
I keep my tooly boy stop it
If you want beef then I chop it
Don't even cock it
Can't even say they I copped it
Ain't even come out my wallet
Christopher Wallace No Biggie I'm bigger then all this
I'm taking shit to the furthest
To the extent
I'm blowing yo momma rent
In all the packs that I sent

Fast I will not stop
I gotta go get it I got off my ass
All I had was me swear I ain't have shit I was on my last
Zaza in the blunt she says what's that I told her ass gas
Ain't never duck shit but it was 1 time bro screamed yo 12
I seen it all when I seen who fraud when shit get real
I'm tryna go score feel like for sure he gotta sea shells
Can't speak on shit I don't play witness I eyeball scales
Real nigga forreal got to put that in my will



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Writer(s): Anthony Ayala
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