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You have a pre-paid call from Tory

Yeah, okay
The odds always against me, I done pulled up in the Bentley
Shit, I swear I had to do it for them days I did the renting, yeah
Fuck whoever sent ya and the boys that go against me
I been in here for ten years just like I'm sounding for a century
I done with you bitches twenty times now
Got in a hurry, I tried to run off cool, let me find out
I used to work that 9-5 until I signed out
Went to jail, got off on bail, I bonded, I was cookin' that nigga's mom's house
Niggas don't know what the fuck a nigga been through
You don't know about that pain all in my heart when niggas spin through
Tell me you was with me, no, the fuck you niggas wasn't
When them choppas get to bustin' for my cousin
Corner store know I'm the man
When I'm poppin' with these fours and plus these grams
They got me goin'
Rainwater, hail and random snow I'm blowin'
I'm a familiar face with all them things they see me at the trap
It's like I'm glowin'
Highlighter, marker, pull up on your side and park it
We ain't got no time for talkin', you get on that time, I spark it
Bullets comin' sharper than a pine-you-porcer, porcupiner
Out the store, I'm buyin' more designer
First deal I flip it with my nigga, shit, you know I signed it
Shit, you know I came up from the bottom, shit, I told 'em: Load the choppas
We fucked most the hoes in the city, I know your ho gon' know my partners
Flyin' to resorts and islands, I'm tryin' not to resort to violence
I'm facin' **** right now, but all y'all niggas was silent
And all y'all bitches tryna bury me, but niggas can't discourage me
These hoes wan' fuck me urgently and I'm countin' different currencies
I got a Grammy in the street right now, currently
The niggas that keep claimin' that they gon' murder me still ain't never murdered me
I mix the Black Leprechaun with the zaza
Niggas talk, it's got to Tata, talk to Tata
I got the stick, it's doin' magic trick, like, nigga, voila
Tada, shoot the nigga, blow his whole mata
Nah, he was trippin' so they blew his biscuit out his Popeyes
He shouldn't have fucked with the Jamaican niggas, they deal with ties
We talkin' scoreboard, all my niggas top five
Ready to pour Tobasco sauce all on a nigga hot fry (Tory, nigga)

Please, uh, I need hella peace tryna stack these money trees
I remember when a gold was just a hundred Gs
No one ever did it like me so they come at me, ta-ta

Nigga, here, shots come for free, ta-ta
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I went from sleepin' on the floor to the mattress with the air
And every time they cut my life it was candle matches everywhere
And I was cuttin' through this work like it was axes everywhere
I'm someone tryna live my life like I pay taxes every year
Call way out in Beverly so I started out the
Tellin' plugs: You fucked, you picked somebody else instead of me
I started two Os in one line like the letter B
Pourin' with some shooters, they so hectic, you just let it be
Tall guy, really I'm a dog, that's my pedigree
That's why shawty gotta pose on my denim jeans
If a nigga call himself my enemy
Don't make me be remembered for turning all of y'all to memories
Running through the feelings if I couldn't do a drill
You know I come to hunt the killers, 'bout a hundred blunts I
I been working hard, bitch, I'm going number one this year
And all my competition really gotta some it up in fear, that's for real

Please, uh, I need hella peace tryna stack these money trees
I remember when a gold was just a hundred Gs
No one ever did it like me so they come at me, ta-ta

Nigga, here, shots come for free, ta-ta
Nigga, here, shots come for free, ta-ta
Nigga, here, shots come for free, ta-ta
Nigga, here, shots come for free