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(Helluva made this beat, baby) Don't need no friends, I can run it up alone Every week, a new mission, got me rushin' to my goal In the streets, it get wicked, got me runnin' to my pole If this rap shit fail, then I'm cuttin' on the stove What your life like? I'll cop it all if the price right These VS1s, fuck a nightlife Got demons in my eyesight I done seen some niggas die twice Duckin' them people, this that mob life Word around town, he make shit spill He make big deals He ain't get signed to Hitsvillе, he take hits still Thinkin' 'bout Crumbles in thе club, I let Cris spill Before I signed that first paper, I dodged six deals Hellcats and Trackys, mail it back, it's nasty Been a man in my mind, you can't tell me I was average Over a million grams sold, you can't tell me I ain't trappin' If you wasn't with me in this trap, you can't sleep inside this mansion Even when them times get hard, boy, them odds, we gotta beat Them lil' niggas turned to killers, they ain't have nothin' to be Them lil' niggas turned to dealers, they ain't have nothin' to eat Got me stackin' all my cheese, I found out I had a seed That lil' nigga broke my heart, boy, you ain't no Kyrie Letras de cancionesCame to pick up a bag, but you sayin' you droppin' me Got me pickin' up this cash and I used to cop weed 'Member I had to spend my last, I got back in two weeks What you been through? Let me tell you what I'm into A thousand rocks look like fish food Don't leave the house without that pistol I lost my nigga who I vent to Wish I could tell you what you meant to me I bet they tell you I'm a big bully Without a switch, we turn our shit fully Let's spin again, we gon' switch hoodies That's lil' shit when you got big money You see her with me, then that bitch fuckin' It's a lot of drama in my life, it ain't no problem I'm still puttin' Prada on my mama, I make commas by the hour I'm a terrorist with this drip, I got on this Louis bomber Move the bag before it land, I'm a monster, easy money From Letras Mania