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You niggas be weaker than seasonin blend Out the bag in my bag this won't ever end Never stoppin ain't no blockin my vision Had a dream I was inside a foreign bitch Not like a person like a Porsche imma skirt it Up and down and back and forth so much turbulence Been off the porch n shit Ain't much new to my crew But we learnin shit Learnin that life a gamble It's up to you how much you lose Or how you gon flip the bag Different streams of revenue that's very cool and somethin I never had Niggas trynna graduate to the bag So I know I can't be late Gotta concentrate 98 plus two wont get it Gotta be different Gotta just spit it Off the hip when shoot it Never missin Alway on my pivot Never catch me slippin Never trippin bout a bitch or any nigga Worried bout the commas That's my only business Ion fuck around with the fuckarounds Niggas can't sit next to me Every line I write like a quarter pound Ian messin round niggas just flip it Nigga just lookin for a way out A way up Diggin myself up out the ground Trynna stay up Nigga born and raised up in the dirty south It's okay bruh Imma make sure I shine some light on the town Fuck the shade bruh Nigga just lookin for a way out A way up Diggin myself up out the ground Trynna stay up Nigga born and raised up in the dirty south It's okay bruh Imma make sure I shine some light on the town Fuck the shade bruh Never had shit Niggas savage You get the picture Niggas real live live and die by the glizzy glock nine trigger I'd be lyin if I said the system down for a nigga They ion give a damn bout my people 2020 and they sayin that we equal They can miss me wit it Ian for the fecal Matter fact a nigga off that Ain't shit gone change Least until I get a bigger name Least until they watchin for the fame And I know clout changin thangs these days But real niggas we never change Real nigga grounded in our ways Real nigga that's the way we raised Niggas ain't the same and some gon hate I pray the fakes get exposed Fake niggas yall sum fuckin hoes Fake niggas irk my fuckin soul And I hope and pray that I maintain Sometimes this shit take a toll Real nigga I'll never fold They can never ever take my soul Nigga just lookin for a way out A way up Diggin myself up out the ground Trynna stay up Nigga born and raised up in the dirty south It's okay bruh Imma make sure I shine some light on the town Fuck the shade bruh Nigga just lookin for a way out A way up Diggin myself up out the ground Trynna stay up Nigga born and raised up in the dirty south It's okay bruh Imma make sure I shine some light on the town Fuck the shade bruh
Writer(s): Travis Johnson Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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