MYB
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Look
I'm botta cook up
On this beat
I'm boutta cook
He ain't there
Up in the brain
Go read a book
Wanna battle bet my battle
Leave him shook
I do crime call me a crook
Play my shit I got em hooked
Hooked
Like a fishin rod
They like boy that shit is hot
Hasn't even hit the top
Boom boom
Shit like There it is
No one in comparison
You know me im tryna win
The gold
Bankroll
Aim for
The head bro
Jango
Chained for
Yeah The bitch I let go
I was broke
And a couple shows
Done got me On my toes
There's a couple bros
I had to leave alone
Cuz they ain't grown
Like
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To many M s up on my mind
But I ain't make them yet
Never slidin off the f*ckin grind
Until I'll cop that jet
I wanna fly to east LA
And just go spend a day
But thinkin I'm okay
Cuz I rather rep the hood today
Ain't talking gang
Just where I lay
And where I stay
I keep the k
And If it bang
Just know I'm safe
Like I wanna win
I wanna win
I might say it again
Like f*ck a pen
Where to begin
Yeah The gold
Bankroll
Aim for
The head bro
Jango
Chained for
Yeah The bitch I let go
I was broke
And a couple shows
Done got me On my toes
There's a couple hoes
I had to leave alone
Cuz they ain't grown
Like
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Now mind ur mf business
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