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[Verse 1: Kidd]
How many licks do a nigga gotta hit to come up on a brick
Like hit Deebo with
Take team work to ball man, set the pick
I come shootin' like swish, quote this
If I can't make nothin', I'm gon' take
Feds comin', one of niggas done said somethin'
Long as I remain I'm gon' stay thuggin'
Rap don't pay the bills I'm gon' stay hustlin'
6 million to die, choose one
A lot of niggas to die, you won
You got all them inside, shoot one
As the nigga fall for they life, who won?

[Verse 2: Lloyd
Yo fuck your
lil buzz you got is political
I knock pride out, I'm dumbin' down still, too lyrical
You photobombin', awful timin', don't nobody
Hard to up with kings, I show a body
How guided from a shattered stage
to make me a money barricade
Usually rapping cane, gorgeous bougie bitch that Paris
My jewelry ain't the grade
Tool in my movie got you woozy from my phase
Bubbly spillin' glasses raised, hold up have to pay
rip your leg away
Sumo when I the track
I'm comin' back to stack
Vroomin' somethin' on black
Room to let my Mac
Vroomin' out my
Zoomin' in my
in my accomplishments
Comments of nonsense
But them fools want the consequence
Bruisin' once my commence
Bermuda in my defense
Sharp as the razor that I use to rip your
losin' is obvious
[Verse 4: Yayo]
Fuck radio host, fuck your rap blog
Fuck your favorite rapper and his big guard
Fuck the man the streets gon' remember me
As T-O-N-Y Yayo, I a G
Pull up and these haters finicky
Music loud, loud, potency can hardly see
Splendid, relaxation
I guess that's why bitch niggas hatin'
Got the of drug lords
slippers, Versace robe
Hit Rio in
My life
I got a lot of
I'm on Pusha T shit, goin' diamond on my cell

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks + Tony
I'm supposed to chill? Man shit is
That was my only destination out in the field
The drama and my partner caught raw deal
The people lookin' tryna make it out on four
I ain't got no bail, is really real
Now it's on one cot in the jail
Prosecutor tryna a nigga for a cell
Talkin' numbers man, shit is really real