Keep hustling, don't stay down
Keep serving nigs till you wear the f**ing crown
On my side of town he rose down
Shot with you 3 times and rub your a** the 4th
Pack in, so the young n***as workin
Pulled up on your block in the maybach with boss curtains
Never could be broke with a loaded pistol
Stay down in the trap till the laws get you
Ah, hey shout out to the real n***as
Hoe is showing my j**elry, fans snappin pictures
I got money I got guns and I'm bout to issue
May the lord be with you when the f**in hollows hit you
Clayton county, clayton county
Blood on my hands, I done got my hands dirty
n***as went to playing girls, so we went to murkin
Gun fights, porch tries
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No witnesses, so they had to throw it all
To the d**h of me, I'ma be a living legend
Rich crest king n***a, you a f**in peasant
Wise guy, I got mob ties
Feds follow me around, I lie a mob life
I give a order, n***as getting wet
Pull up on the set, my young n***as got that set
I supply the town n***a when I come around
Me and waka flocka, we gonn gun you down!
I was born in a cellie full of drug dealers
Started sellin dope as a young n***a
I make a hustle you ain't never seen n***a
You just smoking reggie and I smoke og n***a
On everything I love I put you on your feet n***a
I don't need a b**h to free band sleep with me
And everything I got, I got it out the jug miss
Do what the f** I wanna do cause I'm a boss n***a
And every 3rd time I serve you, take you off n***a
Bricksquad monopoly, shake the dice n***a
Parking mob place, we gonn do you right n***a
Young scooter, flock flame on sight n***a!