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Yuh Im steady in the trap and I get to the bands, im stuck in the kutt, it's got me poppin them flats. I'm slanging that dope I just do what I can. cops hit the lights I go right to the dash Yuh I'm in the trap I get to the bands, I'm stuck in the kutt it's got me poppin them flats, I'm slanging that dope I just do what I can, fuck with the gang and its boom clash klabam. (Verse) Yuh, I'm steady in the trap, stackin' bands like bricks, Talkin' slick about the gang, catch a bullet, that's the fix, Whippin' work in the kitchen, got the stove on blast, Dark nights, bright dreams, man, I’m movin' fast. Countin' paper, all these haters wanna see me fall, But I’m ruthless with the hustle, hear the darkness call, Drugs in the bag, yeah, we keep it on the low, Bitches in the back, always ready for the show. Eyes on the prize, ain't no time for the weak, Got the streets on lock, hear the whispers, they speak, Silhouettes in the shadows, yeah, we make 'em regret, In this life, no love, just the smoke and the debt. Cold nights, warm heart, but the anger’s in my chest, In this game, no mercy, only kings, never jest, Countin' every dollar, while the clock ticks red, Talk shit about the gang and we shoot ya in the head.
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Yuh Im steady in the trap and I get to the bands, im stuck in the kutt, it's got me poppin them flats. I'm slanging that dope I just do what I can. cops hit the lights I go right to the dash Yuh I'm in the trap I get to the bands, I'm stuck in the kutt it's got me poppin them flats, I'm slanging that dope I just do what I can, fuck with the gang and its boom clash klabam. (Verse) Yuh, I'm steady in the trap, stackin' bands like bricks, Talkin' slick about the gang, catch a bullet, that's the fix, Whippin' work in the kitchen, got the stove on blast, Dark nights, bright dreams, man, I’m movin' fast. Countin' paper, all these haters wanna see me fall, But I’m ruthless with the hustle, hear the darkness call, Drugs in the bag, yeah, we keep it on the low, Bitches in the back, always ready for the show. Eyes on the prize, ain't no time for the weak, Got the streets on lock, hear the whispers, they speak, Silhouettes in the shadows, yeah, we make 'em regret, In this life, no love, just the smoke and the debt. Cold nights, warm heart, but the anger’s in my chest, In this game, no mercy, only kings, never jest, Countin' every dollar, while the clock ticks red, Talk shit about the gang and we shoot ya in the head.
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