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I know that I can never go out like the man before me dipped
Man my niggas got hollows they keep as gratuity leaving the mandatory tips
I don't be with that violence but niggas be wildin' so I got a plan for all of this
They respect my conglomerate not outta fear but because what we stand for legit
Put a nigga in place like a furniture mover
I only blow on good bags of that Buddha
Get you stoned like the eye of Medusa
Leave me lone while I'm writing my music
Put a nigga in place like a furniture mover
I only blow on good bags of that Buddha
Get you stoned like the eye of Medusa
Leave me lone while I'm writing my music
It's outta the park when I swing for the fence
I'm impatient I'ma strike for a win
With the fam I ain't got no more friends
Cause them and money where my focuses is
I live a little then come back to the pen
A running faucet how they tapping me in
My road dogs got my back with the shits
Jumped in the game like a lag or a glitch
(Hey)
All these motherfuckers nap on a nigga
I took a rest with the rapping my nigga
But by the way I'm snapping back on these niggas
I'm fitted for this shit no capping my nigga
I'm here for a minute just stay tuned
Fresh as hot coffee in the break room
If they thought I was off the chain then
They gon hate it when I break loose
Man my niggas got hollows they keep as gratuity leaving the mandatory tips
I don't be with that violence but niggas be wildin' so I got a plan for all of this
They respect my conglomerate not outta fear but because what we stand for legit
Put a nigga in place like a furniture mover
I only blow on good bags of that Buddha
Get you stoned like the eye of Medusa
Leave me lone while I'm writing my music
Put a nigga in place like a furniture mover
I only blow on good bags of that Buddha
Get you stoned like the eye of Medusa
Leave me lone while I'm writing my music
It's outta the park when I swing for the fence
I'm impatient I'ma strike for a win
With the fam I ain't got no more friends
Cause them and money where my focuses is
I live a little then come back to the pen
A running faucet how they tapping me in
My road dogs got my back with the shits
Jumped in the game like a lag or a glitch
(Hey)
All these motherfuckers nap on a nigga
I took a rest with the rapping my nigga
But by the way I'm snapping back on these niggas
I'm fitted for this shit no capping my nigga
I'm here for a minute just stay tuned
Fresh as hot coffee in the break room
If they thought I was off the chain then
They gon hate it when I break loose
Credits
Writer(s): Quadre Christopher
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