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Play if you want, try me I'll get violated
Fuck that charge, and fuck them cases
I hit first, ain't got no patience
Gimmie mine, bitch I ain't waiting
This life real, no time for faking
It's in my blood, the streets that's where I graduated
When I go on tour, my shit sold out, I'm still hood though
What you waiting for, wanna run up, wish you would though
I gotta get more, I got my pedal to the floor
And yeah I'll mop up all you bitches, like I'm outchea doing chores (bitch)
Bitch watch yo mouth, don't want no beef, you ain't affiliated
Ain't getting no money, ain't talking that bag, then we can't build relations
I went to sleep and woke up rich, I had to chase the paper
I'm from the streets what it cost, can't do no bitch no fucking favors
These bitches be dumb, these bitches not affiliated
100 on my drum, my bitches all affiliated
These hoes my sons I made that hoe ain't got no apron
On sight don't run, ain't sorry this how Boynton raised me