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I just ball in the wraith your broad in the way And I wanna, I'ma take my God, leave it all when you're dead Leave your daughter with the Fuck a hater the day I die Fuck what them saying, fuck what them niggas doing Before you were going, I was getting to it [Verse 2: Yo I'm a dope boy form reppin Not a in a watch, no charm on the necklace say I'm reckless, yeah, I might be Don't give a fuck about no nigga who like me Know If I go to jail today, bitch gon' write me? No She gon' fuck me? No, if a go broke I bet a Wraith on the super In the kitchen, super Six ounce, pints, that's a superstove I always had a and a hit Boy, I bet I had a mac and some If it's stars in the wraith, got the titles in the Got the on deck, got the money for the case Truck, truck, Guns, guns, Me and Black Youngsta , to back cause that's my fam-o He a man, kill him For his shit, she want a for the That's that out the North
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