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[Hook: Larry Bird]
I’m the motherfuckin’ assed but I still believe in L’s
So if you believe in that then we go stay out of jail
Always workin’ never passed out, be smokin’ till we cash out [x2]
[Verse 1: Larry Bird]
6AM, bright and early, it’s time to wake up
Got still dawn it’s always time to get that cake son
Workin’ bricks and no I ain’t a mason
Success is my dream bitch we pay for chasin’
Unlike you fucks I actually make my dreams reality
I blow you out the water like I am the Spanish fleet
Open wide dirt, I gotta take a leak
Steady pimpin’ might catch me in the streets
I’m racked up, but I wanna be legal
I keep on droppin’ hits so I can get a record deal
My pockets fat, I ain’t worried ’bout the next meal
I’m so high above your life you can call me Neal
At first my words were kinda shot, but now they make sense
I can understand Benjamin, I got a sixth sense
No accountin’ but I’d say that is an expense
I got a yam not for shootin’ it’s for defense
[Hook]
[Verse 2: BlockHeadz]
BlockHeadz go hard, if you holdin’ on to work yo ass gon’ get robbed
CL to the mob, broad day, AK, shootin’ outta cars
BlockHeadz go hard, shorty suck dick so good I swear to God
I’m turnt up, I’m turnt up, I’m with the turn up squad
Turn down, turn down, bitch for what?
Killin’ sleaze in the cut
Smokin’, drinkin’, drivin’ I don’t give a fuck
Pants saggin’, tuggin’, hold ’em, bitches on my nuts
Rollin’ up, she rollin’ up, I love to chief some blunts
Yeah bitch, I love to stunt
Started in the back, now I’m the nigga in the front
Please don’t make me nervous I smoke you like a blunt
You see me, better break like imma tell you once
[Hook]
[Verse 3: BlockHeadz]
I’m blowin’ heads, smokin’ L’s, I need them BlockHeadz outta jail
Taught a city brother’s mail, I’m so quick to fuckin’ tell
Late nights, low to jail, turn them [?] frail
All these bitches know me well, they be givin’ head and tails
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it all
Bitch I love to cash out, bitch I never been broke
Never had my ass out
Now need Desperado, off the drug I pass out
If a nigga talk wrong, bitch we stomp they ass out
Do you believe in L’s, 3-12, CL?
That’s all I fuckin’ yell
Bitch my face is always stale
Let a nigga think they tough, with them hammers we gon’ nail
We goin’ squad, MOE, man my niggas down to kill
Niggas rappin’ street shit, bitch I do this shit for real
Robbin’ niggas all the time, I refuse to miss a meal [x2]
[Hook]
[Outro]
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