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Keep my faith in god, pray he save a spot
And if I make it out can I bring the squad?
Couldn't keep a stable job, had to play the slots
On my way to Oz, let me weigh the odds
That vacant lot, where we make the drop
Gon' skate the block 'round like eight o' clock
I got stopped by a lady cop
She gave me crazy top, need a rabies shot
Damn, no need to be so blatant, niggas faces shocked
Y'all looking for a blanket like you Baby Bop
I'm really out here blinging, think I'm trading stock
It's only entertainment, won't you stay and watch?
Stay and watch
Got these niggas bangin' on the cable box
Thought that I was playing, okay maybe not
Know you niggas hated, oh I ain't forgot
Let the money drip dry
Hundred dollar bills wipe the tears from my eyes
Justified to kill when they fear for their lives
So something y'all could feel, send a chill up your spine
I'm
Stuck in my ways, buffin' my yays
Had a whole lot of cousins wasn't my age, what can I say?
Studied the plays, casin' the joint
Just to be safe, straight to the point
Cut to the chase, turn phrases to coin
Might rupture a vein, quit raising your voice
Dog, please just sit down, we is the "It Crowd"
Gleam the wrist out, come ski the Swiss Alps
My li'l ho, she's a brick house
Y'all real close, I squeeze the pig snout
Plead the fifth, wow, deemed a mistrial
You was big mouth, nigga talk shit now
Ain't nathan' but a busta!
Your face in front the cover ain't gone save you from the thunder
"One Nation Under God" and some racist motherfuckers
Gotta take it up a notch when we pray for one another but
I let the money drip dry
WRITERS
Shakir Givens
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