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I don’t no dissing in my songs My opps know who I’m talking about I rather smoke on za and have bitch Kome over and slut me out Ain’t need to Kall the gang Like a picture ima crop out Ain’t need to feel that way Once I nut I’m leaving your house They play it safe over net When we seeing they don’t crash out My niggas having motion Trapping hard so they won’t see a drought She on period ok bool Baby girl just use mouth He said that some smoke Ok bool we popping out All at show with that pole We hon make home tonight Smoke different favors of za This wood got me about pass out Always the studio I turned this bitch a 9-5 He wanted some beef pull up 4 members We took order like 5 guys Been through so much pain Yu don’t even gotta ask Yu kan yu see all in my eyes I made a promise I wouldn’t do it again But I guess a nigga lied She tried to leave me but came bak She told me love when I’m inside Just put on beat and give 10min And Watch how ride that bitch like car Don’t ask where I’m going Im trying to go far I’m something like boss I’m rolling weed in a cigar They not fuking wit me Honestly we go bar for bar They do all tough shit for image When 9 out 10 of them niggas be soft I’m trying walk in store buy whatever Don’t gave fuk bout da cost Took multiple Ls But taught how to be a boss