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Flew into Washington-Dulles, I had to make a run to BMore B-young on the beat Sound like LJ3 Get so high I got smoke comin from my seat Look her in the eyes still tell her lies Off kilter rhymes provided by the slime Some of em survived but most of my niggas died I was on the line Life was on the line Swanging out the ride Gripping like the tires It's album number 6 and I still got em by the neck and shit Another album More drip So I got a new necklace Ion wanna trip wit yo bitch cuz she probably gone run and tell the shit Custom WMGM piece for my bottom bitch Menthol 91s but I been hot since 98 I make a beautiful mess whenever i get on a track I need tommy g to come drop a beat so I can get it in tact I left early in the morning It was dark by the time I got back Flew outta Washington-Dulles, I had to get back to the Aco I write down these word I scribble in pencil or pen Whatever's available We made it thru the loop Came back aloof I got that word from riv He tought me that when we was kids Now we all grown up now my dawg got 2 kids Who woulda thought it be him instead of me I ain't been fuckin wit no glove But I don't wanna be this man I wanna go back to the old jo Constantly thinking bout rappin and shit instead of an old ho We on the north slope up in Breckinridge Tryna catch a lil bitch Took her to chipotle brought her Prada and shit Now she stuck on the dick We was in central city I had a grip of ones and I was spinning like roulette I aim for the chest cuz that's where your heart is you'll look just like a v neck All of my niggas are young and restless I meant young and reckless She keep on posting herself on the gram it's like she getting neglected I help all my young boys make all they financial investments I give out lethal injections During studio sections Don't ask me bout my ex let's pretend like that bitch died I ain't wit switching and I ain't wit pickin so ion even want a side If you nigga ain't gone slide then why would you let him ride I keep on tellin her lies While I'm lookin her dead in the eyes