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• Written by traplorddiamond
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Claiming i rap like i'm street,
I keep my money neat
I need to beat
Nightmare on any street
Swear i will murk any beat
Yeah i know we never got to meet
Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet
And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat never sweat
That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet
Your friends say, why we not together yet
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead
My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread
She don’t give her nigga head
My voice make her wet
If your man want to bet
That's boa, see that's my set
Sunroof flow so over your head
Your heart was false just like the words you said
I don't want you to have my permit yet
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traplorddiamond
Member since March 30 2015