| You niggas gon' learn buck a buckin' | |
| D-boy squad buck a buckin' | |
| Rich BoyI'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray poupon | |
| Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm bitch | |
| Sweet home | |
| Alabama, Yeah, | |
| I love her | |
| I still try to hug her even though she ain't my color | |
| Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't nothin' left | |
| See, I got enough heart to march with | |
| Martin Luther | |
| KingGot them killers right by me and we can have a party | |
| If ya niggas wanna try me, surprise | |
| We got some fireworks for ya | |
| Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside lemme show ya | |
| Niggas treat that coke like a joke | |
| A cocaine city's like a murder up in | |
| CopelandPick ya brain like a buncha snow flakes | |
| Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real estate | |
| Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy | |
| That's me, | |
| I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy | |
| Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy | |
| That's me, | |
| I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy | |
| Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy | |
| Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy | |
| If it ain't the truth me and my nigga don't write it9 years from the day my uncle man got indicted | |
| I thank God for the hard times when | |
| I sufferHe protect me like a | |
| Mother, nigga now, | |
| I'm tuffer | |
| Can't forget about you prof, | |
| I still see ya | |
| I'm at the graveyard everyday, | |
| I can't leave ya | |
| I feel your soul when | |
| I'm writing with the pen | |
| Fuck what them niggas say you my brother till the end | |
| Nigga save a spot for me, tell | |
| God I'm coming | |
| Niggas killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' here with nothing | |
| If it a game motherfucker, | |
| I'ma win it | |
| As far as | |
| I'm concerned, ain't no competition in it | |
| Call me the gritty green 'cause | |
| I'm wanna lie | |
| Now my [unverified] mommy better thank what she got[Unverified] get some shit, just got a new house | |
| Congratulations 'cause ya son made a million with his mouth |
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