Lirik

Look I'm in the G wag With these shooters I might keep it cute But the vets round me I control computer's Hit cause you're acting a doofus Don't get tanned Like blue foot white girls Sat in the bando Stinking Reeking Tough Mum knows how white smells Never liked fakes or my girl Don't talk like you know about me You weren't out here B I was outside with a Rambo 16 inch cause the smoke ain't sitting properly Sad I don't wanna ride out Xanned So come to the hide out Shh There's nothing to lie bout Tapped You don't wanna find out I'm charging Anti Xan fiend That's gladly Lemme pop one more I can hear everyone talking They ain't on walking Why do they speak on the war I told her come to the hood And saw she was shook So she doesn't hang anymore Everyone wanna be plugged in So I got plugged in Soon as I came through the door I look in the mirror and I look at real I ain't out here like them So I don't know how the fake shit feels Still I know how the fakeness kills You act like you didn't when everyone knew me I mean know me You're so phoney Everyone's cut from a different cloth But the piece of the cloth is the old me I look in the mirror and I look at real I ain't out here like them So I don't know how the fake shit feels Still I know how the fakeness kills You act like you didn't when everyone knew me I mean know me You're so phoney Everyone's cut from a different cloth But the piece of the cloth is the old me Time is money I need me some more bands Pay me skrilla I want me some more xans Free the set HMP took the whole gang Throwing the book Like I'm throwing my whole hand Now she's throwing her ass Like my whole hand I gave the stick to my bro Like a old man Don't fidget Slip Oh damn Get me high and I'm lit Come we go Dam Hood princess title It's vital Let's not ever forget that I heard beef was bubbling Don't get fizzed up I might tell suttin to wet dat I got booters B You know that fucking with me Is a literal habit Yes I'm stuck in my old ways Want me to show face Nigga you better had brang it I don't do weak shit You got problems You need to show me right now And we had problems cause he was lying That nigga there can't lie now And I get that it's always the same And I know that to them man I said I would change 5 got the G No you don't know my pain So I stay with the bag Him and Jag we're the same I look in the mirror and I look at real I ain't out here like them So I don't know how the fake shit feels Still I know how the fakeness kills You act like you didn't when everyone knew me I mean know me You're so phoney Everyone's cut from a different cloth But the piece of the cloth is the old me I look in the mirror and I look at real I ain't out here like them So I don't know how the fake shit feels Still I know how the fakeness kills You act like you didn't when everyone knew me I mean know me You're so phoney Everyone's cut from a different cloth But the piece of the cloth is the old me
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