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I done been through the struggle
I see how they talk, why they lyin' in music?
And I been through the system
There's nowhere to be it's come for that bread or you losin'
Watch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'
'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'
Never get comfy, just stick it and move it
Never you learn about what I'm talkin' bout
Nigga triple your bands
But that money gone be there before you go stretchin' your hand
Don't depend on your bitch
Use that money to help you select out the fakest of friends
Depend on no man
Never switch on you mans, or tell on your mans no matter the situation
Couple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead and flex like shit was lit
I was broke, they ain't give me shit
And my class remember how they'd laugh
With the gang jokin' in the back
[?] for me I was skippin' on
[Chorus]
Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't runnin' a plenty of 'em
On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
They knew my name way before I knew 'em
Haters gone hate hope I run into 'em
On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
[Verse 2]
Clap for me, love it when she make it clap for me
No homo the game make it clap for me
Don't come and get left in the past for me
Love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
She spittin' so nastily
I love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch
She been doin' me nastily
Lately been holdin' my anger in
I just been holdin' my anger in
Flex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me
I'm catching a man again
They want me locked up in a pen again, huh
Stuck in a pen again, they plotting' on me all the way to the end
I ride for my brothers 'til you see the end
[Chorus]
Made the grip hot nigga pass it off
Twist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw
On the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call
First grip I had I was itchin' for 'em
Lucky ain't runnin' a plenty of 'em
On the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call
[Outro]
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
It was just a call, it was just a call
Sheff G
Published at
2024-06-25 22:43:39Event JSON
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"content": "I done been through the struggle\nI see how they talk, why they lyin' in music?\nAnd I been through the system\nThere's nowhere to be it's come for that bread or you losin'\nWatch all them bitches who pickin' and choosin'\n'Cause them be the ones have you snoozin'\nNever get comfy, just stick it and move it\nNever you learn about what I'm talkin' bout\nNigga triple your bands\nBut that money gone be there before you go stretchin' your hand\nDon't depend on your bitch\nUse that money to help you select out the fakest of friends\nDepend on no man\nNever switch on you mans, or tell on your mans no matter the situation\nCouple hundreds in hand I stretch it instead and flex like shit was lit\nI was broke, they ain't give me shit\nAnd my class remember how they'd laugh\nWith the gang jokin' in the back\n\n[?] for me I was skippin' on\n\n[Chorus]\nMade the grip hot nigga pass it off\nTwist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw\nOn the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call\nFirst grip I had I was itchin' for 'em\nLucky ain't runnin' a plenty of 'em\nOn the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call\nThey knew my name way before I knew 'em\nHaters gone hate hope I run into 'em\nOn the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call\n\n[Verse 2]\nClap for me, love it when she make it clap for me\nNo homo the game make it clap for me\nDon't come and get left in the past for me\nLove my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch\nShe spittin' so nastily\nI love my lil' bitch, said I love my lil' bitch\nShe been doin' me nastily\nLately been holdin' my anger in\nI just been holdin' my anger in\nFlex when you see me, ha, flex when you see me\nI'm catching a man again\nThey want me locked up in a pen again, huh\nStuck in a pen again, they plotting' on me all the way to the end\nI ride for my brothers 'til you see the end\n\n[Chorus]\nMade the grip hot nigga pass it off\nTwist up your bitch and I'm slappin' raw\nOn the 8th block niggas risk it all it was just a call, it was just a call\nFirst grip I had I was itchin' for 'em\nLucky ain't runnin' a plenty of 'em\nOn the 8th block niggas risk it all, it was just a call, it was just a call\n\n[Outro]\nIt was just a call, it was just a call\nIt was just a call, it was just a call\nIt was just a call, it was just a call\nIt was just a call, it was just a call\n\nSheff G ",
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