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[Hook]**lf**These niggas prayed on my downfall**lf**These niggas prayed on my downfall**lf**On all ten, bitch I stood tall**lf**Show these disloyal niggas how to ball**lf****lf**[Verse]**lf**Go get a thermometer for the pot, I need this shit cooked right**lf**Lets keep this water 400 degrees Fahrenheit**lf**You ever been inside a federal court room?**lf**Nigga you ever went to trial and fought for your life?**lf**Being broke did something to my spirit**lf**Asked niggas to plug me, they act like they couldn''t hear me**lf**Look at me now, driving German engineering**lf**You don''t want your baby mama fucked, keep the ho from near me**lf**Kilroy, remember I used to use your L''s to hit the road**lf**Hit the O and make them big boy sales?**lf**Moo, remember when you had them green things mailed**lf**With vacuum seals trying not to have them green things smelled?**lf**Feds was on me, what you know about related through money**lf**I don''t know nothing, I just used to see ''em walk to the Coney**lf**I fuck with bitches my body count go from Pershing to Cody**lf**Any further questions, you can take that up with the lawyer**lf**My nigga Fenkell, J Money, Brightmo Lo, Project Joe**lf**Will tell you everyday before school I sold a half bow**lf**How you think I won best dressed with no support?**lf**And had them paid lawyers coming in and out of court**lf**Aye Dwan though, aye Theo ain''t it a blessing?**lf**We made it out Kentucky after all that happened?**lf**After the pre-trials, after the status**lf**After them impact statements, after the castle**lf**Aye JR nigga, ain''t it a blessing?**lf**We made it out of Lansing after all that happened?**lf**After Michigan State, after Hubbard**lf**When our mans told on us, them bands they took from us**lf**Joy road bitch, but the money long as six mile**lf**Brick mile, knock your bitch down**lf**Pick her up, knock her back down, pull her tracks out**lf**Yes I slap girl, yes I slap dog, yes I slap loud**lf**Yes I''ll slap a pussy nigga if he act out**lf**Yes I caught cases on the road with them killers**lf**Bro kill me if I snitch, cause if you snitch I''m gon'' kill you**lf**Spent a lot of time on that yard with them gorillas**lf**Stood tall, did I let niggas hoe me? Quit being silly**lf**I know for a fact your bitch pussy get wet for a nigga**lf**Cause I do it better, plus I''m doing better than niggas**lf**I''m at home when I''m down there in Lexington nigga**lf**''Bout the king, they gone drop you and who next to you nigga**lf**Unc said Lil T, -''Get ahead of them niggas-''**lf**When you take off, don''t look back and try to rescue them niggas**lf**You killed his mans? Then make sure you get the rest of them niggas**lf**Don''t let them get the best of you, just get the revenue nigga-''**lf**So let me know what you can handle, okay come grab it**lf**Here go some extras, so if I''m busy you can manage**lf**Fiends had me Blade dancing, eating sixty dollar salads**lf**Get it there and back, tell the feds I need a challenge**lf**My first offer was 30 years, not a day lower**lf**I told them crackers holler at me when they sober**lf**On parole, I''m a felon, you think I ain''t got that blower?**lf**Yeah you right, bro take his head off his fucking shoulders (boom boom boom!)**lf**You hear me? Hit the Rollie store with the Rollie on**lf**What was our getaway car? A Jag Portfolio**lf**You hear me? aye I heard I had some sneak dissers**lf**Whoever feeling hot, that AR got a heat sensor**lf**Cuz said don''t entertain them hungry niggas**lf**I wish I would pay attention to these homeless niggas**lf**Don''t call my phone, I don''t want to do no song with niggas**lf**And tell yo bitch to tighten up before I bone her, nigga**lf**I don''t know you niggas, fuck wrong with niggas?**lf**Through these white buffs I can see the hoe in niggas**lf**Free my nigga Parico, that boy be hoeing niggas**lf**Shoot the smile off your face, I don''t joke with niggas**lf**Boy I can''t trust you with that strap if you don''t got no bodies**lf**Boy I can''t take you on no lick if you ain''t robbed nobody**lf**You ain''t no shooter, you can''t do that shit without no molly**lf**I came home and had the hoes wetter than Kalahari**lf**Thirty months ago niggas ain''t think that I was coming home**lf**Shout out to them niggas'' freaks that I been cumming on**lf**Get em to the crib, bust em down, now bitch run along**lf**This SK''ll get to shaking like there''s something wrong**lf**Thirty bands two times, watch this money clone**lf**The feds say my name hot like when the oven on**lf**Bitch I came home to my lil brother gone**lf**Niggas say they looking for me, pull up in the Skuddy zone**lf**Who said I''m a snitch? You just heard a lie from him**lf**Better check the black and white, that paperwork will vouch for him**lf**Zero toleration for that nigga, take his life from him**lf**He don''t want that pistol play? Okay I''ll Tyson him**lf**I ain''t hear from bitches when I had them blues on**lf**So soon as I''m done fucking, put your shoes on**lf**I''m on parole in two states, I can''t move wrong**lf**The feds trying to build a case, I can''t move wrong**lf**I went to trial back to back, bitch I''m 2-0**lf**The state of Kentucky banned me from every jewelry store**lf**Say I can''t even be in public with my hoodie on**lf**Michigan State don''t want him here, they don''t know what he on**lf****lf**[Hook]**lf**I know they prayed on my downfall**lf**I know they prayed on my downfall**lf**On all ten bitch I stood tall**lf**Show these disloyal niggas how to ball