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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo These niggas know Alright, check it out bro, bro, bro, bro Look Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, shit, uh, yeah My mood really swinging, I peruse like a native would do What I'm thinking I should do for the sake of myself No games with this cash, go play with yourself We stay on your ass Your sense of safety melt in a flash, bang Don't know what I'ma say Cause I don't label the bags, I stay in 'em See you shooting but your angles is trash Don't play with us, I revisit the past Port wine and pages of pass Momma say don't play with them scabs It's safe to say I see the reason I'm bleeding out I need you now, closed lips make the mouth breathers frown Two's a team, three a crowd Twelve street, I kept some lean around Help me, it's been a minute since I seen a decent count The wealth be the labor's fruit The loop hold up the belt, G's felt All praises due, the juice unattainable Like Tang in the booth Dark face on the news Clouds grey on the move On the way like the truth Yeah, yeah, uh I said the dark face on the news Clouds grey on the move On the way like the truth (On the way like the truth) Yeah, clouds grey on the move On the way with the-