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I know I can't afford to stop for one moment

That it's too soon, too far-

Push the fucking pack off of the porch or break a pound down

Get this strap, if it happen to blow, it makes surround sounds

Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town down

Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatchin' crowns

I done came back around like a nigga sellin' crack in pounds

I got a bag now, but it's nothing to brag 'bout

Gun blast in the background, I'm a black man with the bloodhounds

MAC-10 making love sounds to a bad chick, she from uptown

I'm from down South, not a loudmouth, we can fuck around (whoa)

Hit the music, baby, cut it down (whoa)

Hit a doobie while you do me indubitably

I feel like I'ma bust now (whoa)

I feel like a bust down when I shine bright

Blind niggas is up now (whoa, shit)

In the cut, big black truck, pack sacked up

You can pick it up now, nigga, fuck it, okay (ayy)

Push the fucking pack off of the porch or break a pound down

Get this strap, if it happen to blow, it makes surround sounds

Pussycat on my lap, push it back and go to town down

Putting rap on my back and I'm black and snatchin' crowns

I know I can't afford to stop for one moment

That it's too soon, too far-

Me and my money attached emotionally

I get to clutchin' if you get too close to me

I'm at the top where I'm 'posed to be

Jumped in the game, niggas act like they coaching me

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