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-Chorus
Woke up to junkies,
Ringing my line,
Was dreaming bout money it's fresh on my mind, time, I ain't got allot of it, I,
Use mine for to(da) grind,
Just manifest, no magic tricks,
Soljas showing how it never ends
Gotta beat the block, block out the rest,
GLOCK on my lap, every play I catch
-Verse 1
Long dick on me no homo,
hit em 81 times with the 9, like Romo
News reels that's promo,
Allatime like the East side I b on go mode,
Got a bunny out the snow wit a pro nose,
One line she can tell me if it's good coke, keep the business in the trenches on low so the ticket never switchin manifest that shit,
Holy water baking soda I'll bless that whip,
re twist it with a flick of da wrist
No kutz
Zip lock it and and swap it for 100s and 50s and 20s and and gunz, I juug and phiness anytime anyone,
Say this what u want,
tap into the plug, just to shake a lil something and never be done, it's for funds and respect and it's hard being blood but it sure is fun
keep the business in the trenches on low so the ticket never switchin manifest that shit,
Holy water baking soda I'll bless that whip,
re twist it with a flick of da wrist
No kutz
Zip lock it and and swap it for 100s and 50s and 20s and and gunz, say this what you want, tap into the plug, I got what you want for the low, it's hard being blood but it sure is fun...
-Chorus
Woke up to junkies,
Ringing my line,
Was dreaming bout money it's fresh on my mind, time, I ain't got allot of it, I,
Use mine for to(da) grind,
Just manifest, no magic tricks,
Soljas showing how it never ends
Gotta beat the block, block out the rest,
GLOCK on my lap, every play I catch2×
-Verse 2
No umpires, just gunfire, don't come outside unless ya boots tied, ya might just die if u slide,
guaranteed to to get shot if u don't ride
Two gunz, 3 felonies And 4 eyes, finna hit these fuck niggas by sur-prise,
dat sound suppressor shoot so quiet
Then get amnesia bout the whole night,
i don't remember what he look like, or what tf u een talm bout,
n I been wanting to try the choppa out
u not wit the MoBB or either copping wtf is there to talk about, Slips get no pass fuck a friend and the clout, MoBB tied
(ON BLOOD I SHINE)
I'm in, and out,
The bank,
These Backwoods burn for days,,
on my red bull shit Blu faaaaces, giving me wings
Pull up and serve u hand, to hand, if it's us vs. them then dam,
rest in piss to all ya fam,
cremated remains get violated
cuz it ain't no rules violation,
U knew what it was before my aim was
upping that throw away at ya face in anger, and banging,
Cant sleep kuz my phone keep ringing
-Chorus
Woke up to junkies,
Ringing my line,
Was dreaming bout money it's fresh on my mind, time, I ain't got allot of it, I,
Use mine for to(da) grind,
Just manifest, no magic tricks,
Soljas showing how it never ends
Gotta beat the block, block out the rest,
GLOCK on my lap, every play I catch2×
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap