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I'm focused only on my own
No matter what happens, I don't stray
But if someone wants to start trouble
I'll give them their trouble, trouble, trouble

Without hesitation, if someone tries to mess with me, they know I don't joke around
I don't beat around the bush
I'm all about the hustle
I base up, then I outsmart
I don't mess around
I don't mess with losers

Son of a bitch, no one gives me a hard time
I go alone and with my crew, I catch you
Hey, your life, dude, is a failure
Bullets sound, sound, sound

But I have my people
Who are also crazy
They have a record
Criminals
They scheme coldly
For any opponent

Tell them we're moving forward
Unlocking everything
Leaving everything behind
Your woman calling
She wants me to give it to her
I give it to her and she puts on her flirty face

And I am strong, radiant
I fell and then I got up
I grew up in a spicy neighborhood
I'm a dominant man

I come from my crew looking very good
I'm in love with a hundred-dollar bill
I also get money like Fifty Cent
The neighborhood is crazy about leveling up

Conversations about amounts
We don't pay attention to fools
What I touch turns into gold
I make money with the coke

Fuck the police
Throw me a diss
Throw me a beef
On any beat
I'll crush them
Talking about me
What are they going to say
Let them live

Bitch on my bed, I saw them being born
I saw them die, I revived them
They sold my weed
I have the whole area under control
To your girl's groupie, a suck-up

They want to do what I did at 13
But it won't work
They want to sell what I did at 13
But it won't work

They want to control what I did at 13
But it won't work
They want to be like me at 13
But it won't work

Bitch, I do this shit to make money
If it's not about money, what's it about?
If it's not about money, then who are you fooling?

You saw me but you can't beat me
They talk so much shit but they never kill me
Smoking killers, we're from the streets
The cane is something funny
They didn't see the badge
We looked like we were in the Dakar
Daddy, I don't even know who your girl is
Smoking weed, I don't smoke skinny girls

She saw me and got horny
The Jordans match the jacket, bitch

Throwing up to God in a mode like wuoh
Smoking with the devil like wuoh
I don't fuck your bitch hey!
But because I don't want to

With my grandkids, fries, and chicken
Like Uchiha, I live off hate
Who's the best
After this, it's obvious

Bitch, I've moved on from that episode
I know they'll talk, but I'm not bothered anymore
In fact, I hit those bitches' boyfriends
I hit the streets with the Michael yoyo
Standing or healthy, looking yoyo, bitch