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Ain't got much to say
Just truth
Yeah
They say "why you take so long to fuckin', blow?"
Boy you thirty-six
Cause I was busy running thru', the blow
Whole thirty-six
Got to comfortable with taking
Risk with my life
Just to take all those exclusive paid
Trips with my wife
Fliest' nigga on the plane
Thickest bitch on the flight
Spilling Moët in the sand
Spelling out "Don't indict"

80's baby I was taught that you
Hit him the body
Leave his momma the face
Pick up all dem' shells don't leave dem' coppers a case
Fuck her so good she leave dat' nigga today
No matter where i'm going won't leave my niggas a stray
Shoe

Nah this ain't sentimental, this here cinematic
Next cop kill a innocent black he post to pay behind it
Nah this ain't sentimental, this here cinematic
Niggas start killing racist cops I'll celebrate about it
Uh
"Fuck the judge and the DA"
Yeah
That's what my nigga Melly say
Me? I'm like fuck dem' cops too
In the street we can hit dem' closer they right there P!
Yeah
They always hunting niggas
Riding on our back
Reading all our plates
While we just trying to fix
A couple paper plates
To feed our fucking kids
On each and everyday
It's hard being a man
Especially when you black
Gotta' provide for the household
That's a fact
And the wife is post to follow
And if she don't that
Then she don't know shit
My nigga give her back

Nah this ain't sentimental, this here cinematic
Baby girl hold yo' nigga down
Ain't no shame about it
Nah this ain't sentimental, this here cinematic

Nigga if they violate yo' queen he post to die about it
Hit him in the body
Leave his momma the face
Pick up all dem' shells don't leave dem' coppers a case
Fuck her so good the neighbors learning your name
And no matter you going don't leave yo' woman a stray

Or maybe pay some bills
Give your mother a break
Teach dem' babies some scriptures
Raise up with some faith
Hold yo' nigga down
While he fighting dis' case
And when he come free thank the lord for his grace
Why I wasn't exposed to yo' chess clubs?
But our neighborhoods had access to yo' best drugs
And we had to catch dat' wave when the block floods
Dem' dirty cops dip they toes inside dis' hot tub
That make em' fair game when they crooked like us
Exchanging information for money to clutch
Just make sure your word is what we can trust
Or some cocktail bombs come crash through yo' fronts
Yeah
But i'm just trying to talk some money with you
Before this gun talks turn it bloody nigga
I say dem' punchlines for all dem' funny niggas
Cause I done seen wrong drugs destroy a hundred niggas
Non-violent crooks but they pleading out
They ain't working with no bond
Plus they lawyers doubt
The judges reading years but who keeping count?
They take him from his kids and they take that very route
I'm old school and I'm new school
Ask around the west side
I'm the who's who
Lowkey all three of my baby mommas proud
They sons come from a real nigga who gon' hold it down
Shoe

This ain't sentimental, this here cinematic
Leave his momma the face
Pick up all dem' shells don't leave dem' coppers a case
Fuck her so good the neighbors learning your name
No matter where i'm going won't leave my niggas a stray
Shoe



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Writer(s): Jaquin Jaddua
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