Goddamn First things first I gotta move outta the south Outta the city bro These boys out here tellin Like they were some rats Movin like Mickey bro Cannot lie, that 'L had me on the ropes Had me no kizzy bro Fuck that shit I'm workin till I'm livin scrumptious Livin qondisi bro First things first Yo, RIP AKA, RIP Riky bro Lately shit out here been gettin too grim Gettin too sticky bro Don't know if I need me a therapist Or need me a blicky bro All my bros been down since we was kids 'Fore we had MXIT bro Can't trust no one That ever been in my sheets Please do not tempt me hoe Disrespect these days Is movin too quick Don't lemme end it hoe If you want smoke, I carry the zaza bro Phela ka gafa hoe You want attention? Hit you with "whuuu shem" Get the Somgaga flow (whuuu shem!) First things first I gotta move outta the south Outta the city bro These boys out here tellin Like they were some rats Movin like Mickey bro Cannot lie, that 'L had me on the ropes Had me no kizzy bro Fuck that shit I'm workin till I'm livin scrumptious Livin qondisi bro First things first I gotta move outta the south Outta the city bro These boys out here tellin Like they were some rats Movin like Mickey bro Cannot lie, that 'L had me on the ropes Had me no kizzy bro Fuck that shit I'm workin till I'm livin scrumptious Livin qondisi bro Told my woes, these days I'mma be more sober But I'm gon need my four Texts from exes just had me on the ropes Are you a friend or a foe? Fuck that shit I might just shoot out the gate Since I've been movin too slow Kept my tongue 'cause silence is how I grow Now the whole world gon know Otherwise, it's only money I want You never give me bro? Ain't no other way, put that on your life You gonna give me hoe Plenty of curses, phela ba loya bro Especially a petty hoe Plenty of hatred, I never met you bro How you gon trust that, eish (Goddamn, whuuu shem!) (Vamp!) Aye I'm outside tho Came in after Prodigy I be that super sub bro Handle my biz I know I gotta be on Moneyybagg Yo Run me up my bag bro I can't trust no nigga that can't hold it down alone I won't trust no pagan like I trust designer clothes I seen niggas turn on other niggas for some dough Ion know what the fuck happened to sticking to the code (First things first Yo, RIP AKA, RIP Riky bro Lately shit out here been gettin too grim Gettin too sticky bro Don't know if I need me a therapist Or need me a blicky bro All my bros been down since we was kids 'Fore we had MXIT bro)
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