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Sour K on the beat, yuh White mask, time to suit up They only know GlokkNine for the guns and the boot up I got a daughter on the way, I don't even want her to know that her old man really is a shooter You on top like an elevator I watched my nigga hit in different counties, came up like a escalator I'm tryna serve 'em, where the dinner table? How he on and you mistakin' me? I think you false impersonatin' They givin' out false allegations Said I fucked another bitch and got her pregnant with another baby Really all these niggas soldier hatin' Throwin' dirt up on my name, tryna come up, shit been motivatin' I been clutchin' on my pistol lately She got dumb brain, I swear to God, this bitch, she got education She gave me a whole affidavit Fuck a Xan, give me a Addy, I'ma boot, I'm regenerated They don't know how I been feelin' lately 223s clear the scene, drop the roof off the ceiling, baby I told her, "Get up out your feelings, baby" I ain't cuffin' you and you ain't cuffin' me, that's how the situation I'ma rock 'bout my niggas, even if a fist fight or slingin' pistols Yeah, I know my neck right, my chain bigger We came from the same hood, nigga, same system I done watched that fame do it, how it changed niggas You 'posed to be right here, nigga, same pictures Letras de cancionesBut me and OD posted for the camera, though All in the camera, screamin', "Gang, gang" Hollerin' out, "Bitch, free Lil Kameo" All my niggas, they gon' maintain 'Cause I swear, Lil Yo, he already rolled Free my nigga, man The system tryna rope my nigga on the RICO I swear you, he, and she know It's Lil Nine from the block, it's Lil Nine with a Glock Sour K on the beat, I put a bitch to sleep Ayy, yuh Sour K on the beat, yuh From Letras Mania