Solid

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Yeah f**k it let me pop my s**t one time

Nobody got hit spin the block again

Yeah yeah

I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give

Yeah yeah

Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal

Through the grace of God we got away

So now we gotta chill

They thought it was rap cap and I told 'em that I got a mil'

You can get whatever if you ask me you ain't gotta steal

My lil' woadie said he fightin' demons feel like he gotta kill

And I just left the hood to catch a vibe

And that s**t give me chills

One hand on my steering wheel other arm to work the blicky

I'ma be forever gang but smart enough to keep my distance

Product of the real trenches that's why I wear a trench coat

D**n near f**ked my life gamblin' bet it all on tenfold

Rap get slow I'm sellin' lows can't get caught with no skinny ho

Can't get caught with no ho at all

B***h don't slam my door that hard

I pull up like Oh my Lawd

She gon' shop she hold my card

Glock four-fifth my bodyguard I sip syrup no noddin' off

If you know you owe me better come and pay me

Better not be a dollar short

I done took the game put it in a lock I ain't even try

Lookin' like a lick tryna play slick n***a you'll die

Comin' from the bricks

I ain't had s**t now the new Coupe 125

Yeah

Nobody got hit spin the block again

Yeah yeah

I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give

Ha ha

Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal

Through the grace of God we got away so now we gotta chill

Yeah

Do it for my family my fans f**k how n***as feel

Told 'em it was my turn I'm guessing that time's here

Skeleton my Cartier makin' sure my time pure

If you were not here

When we was thuggin' you can't come 'round here

Hard work my grind real I'm dedicated to get this paper

He okay he's been a hater

I don't know why he mad at me

I won't let the youngins take him off

And now he mad at me

He better be lucky that I ain't out here just bad rappin'

High speed gettin' in low gear streets taught me have no fear

I invested in the West their n***as know

I've sold my d**e there

Pretty p***y no hair she don't like when I put it in my song

So I can't go there but she know I like to go there

Nobody got hit spin the block again

Yeah yeah

I done been two-sided 'cause I don't got to give

Yeah yeah

Rockin' real diamonds before I got the deal

Through the grace of God we got away

So now we gotta chill

They thought it was rap cap and I told 'em that I got a mil'

You can get whatever if you ask me you ain't gotta steal

My lil' woadie said he fightin' demons feel like he gotta kill

And I just left the hood to catch a vibe

And that s**t give me chills

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