[Verse 1]
I ain't gone tell them to blow all they money on no jewelry
You see that house yo momma live in, I'm tryna buy that bitch
You see him postin' on the gram but he ain't buyin' shit
A few pics and videos could have the world tricked
A few racks, a new bag could get yo girl hit
It's real crazy man this world that we live in
They like, "All he talk about is money, diamonds, violence"
But I'm really preaching 'bout what's going on around me
And they really picked up my brother up for a body
And that other shit that happened, I don't know about it
I handle it when it happen, that's how I go about it
Better stand up on your word, don't be no hoe about it

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[Verse 2]
My lil' woadie gotta shotty, he be slammin' shit like Jordan
Turn my phone off when it's murder, that ho Siri won't record me
Had to post up with no coat when it was cold but it was working
Ain't no holiday, ain't no birthday when that pack came we be working
I don't care if he be robbin', he got money we gone serve him
I don't question god, I feel like if it's dead he deserved it
Took my life out the streets, put it on beats, guess that's my purpose
Keep it real on every song I'm on, I'm guessing that's my purpose
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