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(2Ezzy on some other shit)

(yeah) Okay, we going up and if a nigga play
With you then I'ma bust some
And I done told you a thousand times
And I ain't worried, I done earned my stripes
I keep a gun,  they wanna screw me over
And these bullets'll knock your head
Up off your shoulders and these bitches
They only fuckin' for the fame
And this money keep tryna
Make a nigga change, yeah
But I'm on my pivot, rockstar living
I didn't have a choice
I had to go and get it
Yeah, we sayin' shit, like here we go again
She didn't want me back then
So I'ma fuck her friend
I got fucking packs in if you need a hand
Let me know if it's crackin'
Chopper make him dance
I was tired of lacking, we got 9s, baby
I was dead broke, I had to shine

This shit like a rollercoaster
I was in her now I can't even go post her
I had to get up, get up
Go and get my bands up
Lil' baby fucked up and she
Ain't got no chances pull up
That chopper'll make you couple dances
I'm in the paint just like Waka Flocka
Come test me we sendin' bullets
They gon' shock you where your leg be
Sendin' shots right out
That motherfucking 223
We the gang in the field
And we like twenty deep
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
They won't ever understand me
Phone calls, I needed someone to help me
Now I'm up in these bitches
They wanna suck on me
But I don't wanna know
I need a peace of mind
Saying something under your breath and
Now you- never mind
Gotta keep them niggas in check
They cannot fuck with mine
We got Glicks and 9s
Shoot up your whole enterprise

(Shootin' shit, yeah)
I just wanna say i can't let shit change me

(yeah) Okay, we going up
And if a nigga play with
You then I'ma bust some
And I done told you a thousand times
And I ain't worried, I done earned my stripes
I keep a gun, they wanna screw me over
And these bullets'll knock your head
Up off your shoulders and these bitches
They only fuckin' for the fame
And this money keep tryna
Make a nigga change, yeah
But I'm on my pivot, rockstar living
I didn't have a choice
I had to go and get it
Yeah, we sayin' shit, like here we go again
She didn't want me back then
So I'ma fuck her friend
I got fucking packs in if you need a hand
Let me know if it's crackin'
Chopper make him dance
I was tired of lacking, we got 9s, baby
I was dead broke, I had to shine