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Attention

Walk without an entourage in which I won't discuss

Killers in New York in the clink, they know enough

My celly spit in the sink, one blink, I'm sheddin' blood

If we was in the street, one squeeze would wet him up

Acceptin' no disrespect, wait, who am I to budge?

Quarter million dollar mouth, who am I? The plug?

Nothin' that can save you, your life is now above

I wouldn't even give a fuck if you and I were blood

No one lent their helpin' hand, got it out the mud

Rappers in the industry see me and give me hugs

Then they gossip with their partners in private, I've seen it done

Fat boy you a bitch, you know how I come

MAC 11 rangin', slangin', cuddles with the drum

Keep my name out your fuckin' mouth, endin' off your tongue

Double 0, 17, my BGs sellin' drugs

Drought 'round Hollygrove, key need me to flood

Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Please don't be alarmed, for the money I'm impatient

Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Goin' hard or you starve, I don't see no sense in waitin'

A gangsta, all this pain, it get rough

No retreat, we don't sleep, when it's beef we gon' hunt

And I'm lookin' for some niggas with some bitch ways

I ain't shit, shaved or bathed in like six daysKing Leonidas at his finest, no witness so who assaulted you?

Talk to God, go to war, think, consult with the oracle

Kevin Gates' face front page in the article

Lawyer paid, dismissed the whole case, they'll slaughter you

Run and I observe, ain't no sense in bein' audible

Quarterback call the audibles, switch the play on the blitz

Harlem at the Rucker, dick suckers watchin' the kid

Rust color Timbs with a gun up under my gear

Thump through the slums and slump me somethin' forreal

Cut off one of your fingers and puncture one of your ribs

Youngin' really thuggin', guerilla hustlin' for real

Body tatted, DJ Drama, that gangsta shit in my grill

Lay loose with a Llama or stank a bitch if he squeal

Set outside the store that my gangsta bitch just went in

At the pharmacy poppin' 'scripts, my prescriptions is gettin' filled

I love her, took her name and encrypted it in my ear

Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Please don't be alarmed, for the money I'm impatient

Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Goin' hard or you starve, I don't see no sense in waitin'

A gangsta, all this pain, it get rough

No retreat, we don't sleep, when it's beef we gon' hunt

And I'm lookin' for some niggas with some bitch ways

I ain't shit, shaved or bathed in like six daysAppreciate the help that's been comin' on nothin' will I depend

When asked about the pen, if I'm goin' back that depends

Faucet water brought me to places to say I ventured

Older I can cope with soda, pull off in the grey Avenger

I want her, she pushin' kids in the stroller, who? For her sister

The purchase skirts with some purses but couldn't flirt with her friendship

Jewels, DVD, Raheem murdered by Bishop

Paid in full, no disappearance, dealers be switchin'

[?] clip rich then snitch, tellin' the business

I see this every day, deceit, failure to mention

Ten toes deep, want my money on fleek

Section 8 voucher and public housin', we livin'

Mama callin' Meals on Wheels, they won't deliver

Came up quick in the trenches when we was little

Call a pizza man and rob him when they deliver

I should write a book entitled, I Promise I Really Did ItAttention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Please don't be alarmed, for the money I'm impatient

Attention, you are in the presence of a gangsta

Goin' hard or you starve, I don't see no sense in waitin'

A gangsta, all this pain, it get rough

No retreat, we don't sleep, when it's beef we gon' hunt

And I'm lookin' for some niggas with some bitch ways

I ain't shit, shaved or bathed in like six days

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