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C-C-Coming from the next lane

Death 'round the corner you don't know when it gon' creep up
I lose my niggas since then I haven't sleep much
But if I hear you got that belly you gon' eat up
I tell my lil' nigga I ain't no preacher

But fuck these bitches, get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip dodging all of them police trucks
I free my niggas that all of the police took
I smoke a flavours blunt I got amnesia

My niggas telling me to drop a mixtape
But I be on the strip tryna get a quick change
Man smoking on this cannabis
My bro he stay strapped like a Cali' spliff

I'm getting high in this, stoning
You know my life or my story
Nigga why you lie you ain't on
RIP Gully yeah my bro he

I heard that I did up on my lonie
Niggas said they called me yeah they lied I don't need 'em
Had to crop you out the picture 'cause you low fucked Daisy
Whole lotta smoke if he ever try to snake me

All I need is lag I ain't tryna catch no cases
All this Hennessy got a nigga going crazy
Broski got the hammer just in case they moving shady
Whole lotta smoke I ain't talking 'bout no flavours

Death 'round the corner you don't know when it gon' creep up
I lose my niggas since then I haven't sleep much
But if I hear you got that belly you gon' eat up
I tell my lil' nigga I ain't no preacher

But fuck these bitches, get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip dodging all of them police trucks
I free my niggas that all of the police took
I smoke a flavours blunt I got amnesia

Like tell a nigga take time now we can't be friends
Added E-F to the B now I beef them
I never had it so niggas getting eaten
Heard you on my case so it's tryna make me sea sick

Aye, flipped out the apartment I roll another blunt
I don't know about you but I be on the block getting money
Rush home, raid me, supply in the mainstream
Bale' wear, Gucci card, just a bag of fake jeans

And if I hear you got that belly get your tummy tucked
Luger say she'll pepper beef better know how to cook
I ain't on this shooting shit will line up B a Marksman
And you know we never missed a target

All I need is lag I ain't tryna catch no cases
All this Hennessy got a nigga going crazy
Broski got the hammer just in case they moving shady
Whole lotta smoke and I ain't talking 'bout no flavours

Death 'round the corner you don't know when it gon' creep up
I lose my niggas since then I haven't sleep much
But if I hear you got that belly you gon' eat up
I tell my lil' nigga I ain't no preacher

But fuck these bitches, get this money, don't please her
I'm on the strip dodging all of them police trucks
I free my niggas that all of the police took
I smoke a flavours blunt I got amnesia

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