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• Written by Texas
all this og got me OT Im steady rolling never stopping hotboxing no detoxing flow sick like hopsin And I done got it out the mud so fuck the haters trynna doubt me chasing clout off that clout tree fuck them fake niggas revolving all around me got k"s like im from the saudi I had a dream I pulled up like a king in a 2 door audi curb swerving curse murking leaving fuck niggas drowsy trynna clown me mohamed ali when they say they bout it we smoking toxic most potent can't out top this out that jam smooth criminals all around be P stay gq fuck a friend ohana means family youngin from the trenches living osso lavish yeah we savage try me wrong you take your chances I cant go like you think you know team ttg thats trained too go bitch I can't fold like somebody else do yk how it feels having nobody else but yourself just stick too it balling like hueston from the 414 steady ready coolin police might kick these doors when they hear these thunder roars with that smitty I show no remorse 47 indefinite trained too roll fucking hoes on the road I tip 10 toes aim for pros fuck a show lets hit the road get so far gone yah might be right when jah wrong dojah strong
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Texas
Member since February 17 2015