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I told my family keep it cool, I won't let em down
I put the K with the 9 and den I clear the crowd
I'm smoking hella za this shit too loud
Late night, making music my grandma told me keep it down

Yup

I been smoking dead opps I can't even feel my brain
They was booing on a nigga, I got in the game
I could never be a loser, nigga you a lame
If I was rich right now, I would buy a chain
If I was rich right now, id slap Johnny dang
Nas been heating in the booth, you can feel the flame
You can take the Nas away, but kill can't change
Poured the act in the cup and made purple rain
Poured the act in the cup and den I got lazy
12 blunts in rotation I just saw Brady
Yeah my bitch nice and slim, but she is not shady
When I make it, half a mill my niggas eat crazy
You can't stop kill now he just
Alright
You can't stop kill now he been going crazy

Aight, shit
That's how you feeling kill?
Shit, look, aye, whattt

I'm wit Nas Kill, the opps will never Kill Nas
Put a bullet through a opp, dem shells real hot
This bitch a ocean she got water she a real yacht
Been on her knees for a whole hour she a real thot
This bitch a real scrape
This nigga tweaking off the pills, because the pills fake
Nas said he sipping purple that's that real drank
Niggas on the gram flexing money, boy dem bills fake
20,50,100 mostly blues, we got real pape
I can fight a nigga, but it feel way better when the steel bang
It do, but look
I got ice on my neck like my neck hurt
Text a bitch and I just asked her how her neck work
She said it's good, I get it
After that won't text her
Now she mad, thought we had a connection, this ain't no network
In the party jiggin
I'm wit naskill
Niggas got the floor drunk, they let the ba spill
This bitch mad cause I wouldn't cuff her, shit the cops will
Told the opps, my hands put shit to sleep, but the Glock kill
Damn?
Told the opps my hands put shit to sleep but the Glock kill?

K a e d o, that's me
H e e m, bitch I'm heem, yeah



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Writer(s): Kaedo Ots
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