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caught bro f*cking with the opposition
no we don′t do that
it’s time to press the issue we gone get ya whole crew smashed

ain′t no time for playing games me you ain’t the same
i’m known to chase a check while you chasing to get ya boo back
and check the stats lil n*gga cause her ass is getting blew back
catch me swerving in a coupe with gang
where was you at
we was young n*ggas getting checks and running through racks
catch a n*gga slipping at that light and yeah we on that

i′m up late night while still ducking from crash
n*gga tried to play about the game and got toe tagged
told a n*gga what it is and now he sleeping with the demons
reasons i don′t f*ck with these n*ggas
cause they always scheming
now i gotta watch another n*gga momma cry
told brother if they f*ck with a us it be homicide
i can’t even f*ck with these n*ggas cause they a never ride
and i can′t put my faith in a b*tch that play both sides
steady doing drills in the field tryna touch a mill
i know my granny praying for me cause we shoot to k!ll
got young n*ggas losing they minds because they popping pills
pop a opp and get em gone lil n*gga cause we love the thrill
wake up praying to god hoping i make it home
yeah i know they out to get me
that’s why i keep the chrome
i′m tryna put this food on the table for my family
and you could catch me rocking vlone because it’s only me

caught bro f*cking with the opposition
no we don′t do that
it’s time to press the issue we gone get ya whole crew smashed
ain’t no time for playing games me you ain′t the same
i′m known to chase a check while you chasing to get ya boo back
and check the stats lil n*gga cause her ass is getting blew back
catch me swerving in a coupe with gang
where was you at
we was young n*ggas getting checks and running through racks
catch a n*gga slipping at that light and yeah we on that

young and reckless in the dope game touching dirty cash
youngin’s who done fell into the streets in love with selling bags
taught to get the cash by any means with out no helping hand
and yeah you got to watch your bag might be your brother on that stand
looking up to god like tell me what′s the narrative
i know my brother’s quick to air some sh*t just like some terrorist
it wasn′t in the plan to see my n*gga sit up in that cell
if a n*gga try sure enough we send his ass to h*ll
i’m tired of n*ggas playing games streets ain′t the same
you supposed to be loyal to your brother and don’t let sh*t change
n*ggas switching up about the b*tch and switching about the fame
my loyalty go long ways that’s why i stay away
until this day i′m in love with the paper
chase
30 in a clip and when i shoot b*tch i fade away
and i never cater to you n*ggas cause that sh*t′s g*y
i’m all about my money and respect until my end of days

caught bro f*cking with the opposition
no we don′t do that
it’s time to press the issue we gone get ya whole crew smashed
ain′t no time for playing games me you ain’t the same
i′m known to chase a check while you chasing to get ya boo back
and check the stats lil n*gga cause her ass is getting blew back
catch me swerving in a coupe with gang
where was you at
we was young n*ggas getting checks and running through racks
catch a n*gga slipping at that light and yeah we on that

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