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No Cap in My Game Verse 1: I ain't no snitch on me, I kill no cap and beat the case, lil nigga, Stackin’ dough, I'm flexin’ hard, I’m in my lane, it’s my race, no figure, All these bitches talkin' loud, but they can't match my bank, Hustle tight, I grip the Glock, my shooters ready, never blank. Power moves, I'm makin' waves, I never settle, never choke, Certificate Crip, I stand tall, I’m the real deal, no joke. Fake friends switchin' lanes, they can’t roll with my clique, Snitch killer, I’m the reaper, watch them vanish real quick. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Verse 2: Young age, learnin’ quick, how to shoot and stack that green, Smoke the weed, drop the seeds, livin’ life like a kingpin dream, Grew up rough, no silver spoons, just the gutter and the grind, But I thrived off the hustle, now the money's intertwined. Glock baby, on my waist, I’m the soldier with a plan, Ain’t no love for fake friends, snitches ain't part of my fam. From the West Coast, where the sun set, we ride or die, If you ain't with the real, then bitch, you know you gotta fly. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Verse 3: Poppin’ off with all my hitters, we a unit, can’t fracture, Flexin’ hard, hit the block, every move is a rapture. Bitch nigga, if you hatin’, take a step back, recognize, I’m the one that’s ballin’ heavy, like a king in the skies. Never settle, always better, keep my circle so tight, Real ones in my presence, we be grindin’ every night. Can’t fuck with fake friends, they just shadow my chase, But I’m stackin’ up these bands, while I’m holdin’ my place. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Outro: I’m the truth, I’m the legend, can’t nobody outshine, In this game, I’m the player, put the pressure, now it’s time. Every step I take, you know it’s power, never slack, Lil nigga, watch me rise, I’m the realest, that’s a fact.
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No Cap in My Game Verse 1: I ain't no snitch on me, I kill no cap and beat the case, lil nigga, Stackin’ dough, I'm flexin’ hard, I’m in my lane, it’s my race, no figure, All these bitches talkin' loud, but they can't match my bank, Hustle tight, I grip the Glock, my shooters ready, never blank. Power moves, I'm makin' waves, I never settle, never choke, Certificate Crip, I stand tall, I’m the real deal, no joke. Fake friends switchin' lanes, they can’t roll with my clique, Snitch killer, I’m the reaper, watch them vanish real quick. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Verse 2: Young age, learnin’ quick, how to shoot and stack that green, Smoke the weed, drop the seeds, livin’ life like a kingpin dream, Grew up rough, no silver spoons, just the gutter and the grind, But I thrived off the hustle, now the money's intertwined. Glock baby, on my waist, I’m the soldier with a plan, Ain’t no love for fake friends, snitches ain't part of my fam. From the West Coast, where the sun set, we ride or die, If you ain't with the real, then bitch, you know you gotta fly. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Verse 3: Poppin’ off with all my hitters, we a unit, can’t fracture, Flexin’ hard, hit the block, every move is a rapture. Bitch nigga, if you hatin’, take a step back, recognize, I’m the one that’s ballin’ heavy, like a king in the skies. Never settle, always better, keep my circle so tight, Real ones in my presence, we be grindin’ every night. Can’t fuck with fake friends, they just shadow my chase, But I’m stackin’ up these bands, while I’m holdin’ my place. Chorus: Everything I do, it’s all facts, no cap, Countin' up these digits, I’m the king of this trap, Thuggin’ through the struggles, ain’t no way I gon’ bend, Put my name up in the lights, I’m the one you can’t send. Outro: I’m the truth, I’m the legend, can’t nobody outshine, In this game, I’m the player, put the pressure, now it’s time. Every step I take, you know it’s power, never slack, Lil nigga, watch me rise, I’m the realest, that’s a fact.
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