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[First Verse]Picture me livin` in the fast lane, fine hoes that singPockets that ching ching, and diamonds that bling blingShoppin` sprees overseas cuz the money ain`t a thingOne day it`s gonna be reality, now picture me strugglingHustling, muggin` and doin` badElevatin`, behind the little shit that I never hadIt`s sad, but I all I ever do is out of need, never greedNo wonder I`ma fiend for the weedI`m hopelessChorus: repeat 2XI`m noticin` that I`m hopeless, only roaches could helpCuz the dopers be losin` focus when approachin` the wealthNo more drinkin` and smokin` and that goes for myselfSince this potent I started copin` with the pain that I felt[Second Verse]I start inhalin` real slowAnd never slip on my foeGotta have it for static, cuz I ain`t never been a hoeJust a handful of niggas ready to ride for a causeBout breakin` these bitches and lettin` these hoes come out drawsMan you challenged my dignity when you thought about killin` meFucked me up mentally and sent me on a killin` spreeI hate it and love it, you can`t do shit to stop itBut I will never be fucked with, predicted just like a prophetHow will it end for a product of the dividends?Divide, destroy, and conquerWe Southern ass stompers in the World way outside where you stayBecome a victim of the A.K., you look the wrong wayHigh crime rates, they never really meant a thingTo Southern mobsters, who smoke, spit the Southern slangI got a clique you can`t feel, cuz we all realYou talk shit, you get yourself and who you call killedThink it`s a game when it ain`tPut the mask on the paintLeave hitters zipped up, hot slugs meet faceTie this rag round my head, blow two bags to the headKeep the K by the bitches and the South stays fedChorus[Third Verse]All you wannabe thugs, hit the dirt, snatch your chick and your kidCuz when them slugs hit your shirt, you gone wish that you didAnd if you must put in work, nigga do what`cha gottaBut if you mug, you`ll get hurt, and they gone hear when you hollerCuz I`m a glock popper, always out to make the top dollarYou disrespect and I`ll attack you like a rottweilerThe stockpiler, of weapons, and ammunitionsI put them niggas who be rappin`, in last positionsAllah please, why you leave him wheezin` and bleedin` with a hole in his heart?When they told us he wasn`t breathin` nearly tore us apartTo my critics don`t get it twisted, toe-to-toe from the startIt`s your life, you wanna risk it? Throw four from the parkWhen I shifted bodies get lifted like I flip it and highFilthy rich, killa switch I`m too gifted to dieDrifted off, flip the laws like they comin` fa shoDrinkin` Hennessey with my doggs when they runnin` for MoChorus (2x)

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