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We Up

I think I sold every drug on the street

tryin to make inz me but f*ck ti I was poor though

and I almost fell in love with the rick and a few that was sweet but

fuck it that was hores though,

shout it out with my real clothes homie

and my mother used to.what the fuck we go to war for

got sign, got famous, got paper,

real G survive the break ups so I wake up getting more dough,

every morning differences

I ain't ducking enough for bad boys for every kay army,

differences I ain't got worried bout the FPI my house

tryin to serve warns

differences I'm getting paid for my citizens

and I ain't box then no.

all are differences show up whenever we roll up

'cause ya'll are down and we up

And we up and we up, and we up

uh team early, we up, and we up and we up, and we up

yeah team early we up, and we up and we up, and we up

aha team early we up, and we up and we up, and we up

yeah now it's time to re-up

Trap star one to a benz from a neon

flow one cling on wrist on free on

wear on cable on, trips on tour

and I used to cops from the store on Leehigh,

hang with the ackies on G ride,

cock from the puppies on access you bless you

never mention you when they arrest you

we came to your rescue

bless you with 3 G's on a VI

and look out for mamasita,

keep her in good spirits we're cold hearing

in cold hearing where our parents live in prime where ever.no terrorist

no arrogance that's why, every true lie, we fly back there again

these rappers got me shaking my head

'cause when they should be in the stood they back in the bed again

And we up and we up, and we up

uh team early, we up, and we up and we up, and we up

yeah team early we up, and we up and we up, and we up

aha team early we up, and we up and we up, and we up

yeah now it's time to re-up

Wake your punk ass up if you want cash

everybody scheemin if you sleeping then you want less

lot of people starvin and they giving 'cause they won't ask

and they want to do nothing with the one ass

and they rather take me for they don't have

a lot of teens on their wrong path

I try to doubt em tell to slow down

underground king them, that's who I approach the prone as

nigga with a big beard no stash

most of these rappers come and straight out a long cast

see before more rappers more huck in the mob pad

when I got on it was jeans in the throw back

if you ain't spittin real rap, I ain't got no rap

rappers need to know that, rappers need to go back

to the tron borders, spit a little hard or more

thing in my flow back, that's my sound you're down

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