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Yo Fredders | What's good my boyo? | I wonder how these fuck boys be feeling now
Yo Fredders What's good my boyo? I wonder how these fuck boys be feeling now Same ones that thought we was done and dusted Naturally the jewels still busted Naturals only no lab fuck shit Truss Aight Look I used to cut tru my city with a brizzy and a 4 pipe Peb it all down then bring it back in a fortnight If aint about no Mulli I aint making moves more time I caught a case for conspiracy on 4 lines Then I came home on my g day, more life More Mulli and no more time We aint showing mercy when its war time I just cop more bine for the XD and the 45 Free all my n*ggas that got caught up them encro's G9 with the full extendo, its Mulli You aint never catch me in no Kenzo I aint never had no bitch put me in no friendzone I aint never need no handout, I stayed on ten toes These n*ggas lose their mind for a peng hoe I aint got no time i'm tryna fly out these Zs O I might fling bro a nina then put the rest up on the peb phone Niggas talking bout how they're still up in the ends tho Who gives a fuck? Them niggas broke with no end goals They pissed off with no motion thats why they hate man Its not mans fault they rubbed out like some wasteman This sh*t didn't change man it made man a Made Man My colours stayed true this aint no fake tan I dont know man dont be greeting me with safe fam It aint safe outside you can lose your face fam Yo Mulli I think i'll take it from here So let me kick this sh*t straight into gear In a car the same shape as this year Diamonds the same shape as some pears You can call it my replacement for tears yeah They make make mistakes tryna chase a career Until they getting chased like some deer Still i'm tryna outgrow and outdoor They want me inside cause i'm a outlaw Got lots my account cant account for But in the booth I feel as rusty as my last berretta That my youngin left out in the park in nasty weather You don't wanna see them out there with their mask and wetter Could be going to the shop and that's your last endeavor The way you boys talk like hoes on the Snap, I need to ask your gender Thought that we was men, but now I cant remember Been on fire for years your just a partial ember But my new chain just about as cold as last December You cant pull up to my yard, gotta ask a guard to enter Then at gate 2 ask again like you can't remember Switched up still i'm debating if I should leave it for the bros Or give some change to a smoker And have em run in your cell paint your face the same as the Jokers' Since n*ggas wanna smile at my lowest My n*ggas still broke cause he's lazy unfocused, he's hopeless Seems like his only focus is them flavours he's smoking Everyday I'm still learning, everyday I get older Still developing my brain from the state as a solider Don't worry about my case, my case is Rimowa I'm from the block now I got two estates on my folder All the weight that I had to go and take on my shoulders Then wonder how I got so many chains on and didn't notice Was in a prison in Dubai, sharing spaces with roaches Eating out of date dates, and the taste was atrocious Yeah leave it like that my boy I'm liking the opulence This that expensive drip, lavish Extravagant Upscale Upper echelon Splendid It's been a pleasure
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