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  • No need for Lato's, pure straight out Bolivia
  • Peru, uncut baby, what?
  • Life is a struggle, that's why niggas I know stay on the juggle
  • Some hustle to double, others hug you to mug you
  • Poverty-stricken, they even turn a church kid into stickin
  • It seems sickenin, but what? Whatever makes the pockets thickin
  • ***** police and no remorse for the beasts
  • that's lost on the streets, that pistol whip a priest for a crosspiece
  • Some lost sheep, runnin thru strips, thinkin of top dealers
  • Fillin Tek clips, wit 'cop killers' that could stop gorillas
  • Shovin a stubnose in buttholes, I'm nutso
  • skitzo, clepto, killin shit up throughout the metro
  • My thug essence will always keep me plugged with drug investments
  • Sketch my reference, takin papers considered preference
  • And violations will lead to kidnappin, decapitation
  • So what you're facin, is realism that's in activation
  • Livin off land with five honeys playin my hand
  • Me and fam, sippin off Guinness stout and eatin clams
  • It's all part of plans, a vet chillin in Tamps, West and Stans
  • Outta state connect, slugs, sex, drugs and grands
  • Hook:
  • What? For my Height niggas (Uncut)
  • Trife niggas (Raw), 25-to-life niggas
  • This is as, pure as opium, purified for street players to open em
  • space, like three els laced with coke in em
  • Shots awoken em, fake uniform takes the portion of
  • six trips, to young clips and killers coachin em
  • However though, fake ass niggas'll never know
  • Cos my method's perfected, I'm movin sceptic and never show
  • I'm soon to blow, stack doe, lay on the low
  • While I'm sippin Cristal, I mess with Long Island and Moe
  • A part of nature, me wan' acres in Jamaica
  • Puffin exotic trees without seeds rolled up in leaf paper
  • So exhale, cos if I don't live to tell
  • then ***** it, if well, I'll see the rest of y'all niggas in hell
  • Hook
  • So all my good fellas, heroin, coke and weed sellers
  • What the ***** cats can tell us if they ain't got bread to bail us?
  • Happy to survive, I haven't seen it all, Peter pay Paul
  • From the connivers to the livest, they crack fool
  • It's all war, the streets are filled up with guns galore
  • Plenty young for war, gettin their minds flunked and sore
  • Yo dun, ***** the 4.....
  • Mother*****ers think we're playin, back em down
  • Holdin niggas for high stitches, what? What

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