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Now
I'm
getting
racks,
so
they
all
mad
We
been
going
up
Nigga
thats
a
Fact,
Uh
Uh
Why
they
all
on
my
back
Go
tell
them
niggas
I'm
back
in
my
bag
VVS
diamonds,
they
shine
when
I
sing,
when
I
hop
on
the
track
Now
I'm
getting
racks,
so
they
all
mad
We
been
going
up
Nigga
that's
a
fact,
Uh
Yeah
we
had
to
make
it
happen
fast
We
was
tired
of
being
in
last
That's
why
every
track
I
hop
on
I'ma
black,
nah,
nah
A
lot
of
niggas
around
me,
they
be
liars
Tryna'
say
my
music
is
not
fire
And
that's
how
a
lot
of
niggas
die,
uh
Nigga
this
my
life,
this
what
I
desire
This
what
I
deserve
A
lot
of
niggas
around
me
try
to
leave
me
hurt
And
now
that
I'm
up,
they
asking
what's
the
word
Now
they
see
we
get
money,
don't
care
what
they
heard
I'm
just
waiting
to
pop
And
I
know
some
niggas
think
that
we
gon'
flop
And
they
gon'
be
mad
when
we
up
at
the
top
Now
we
saying
we
popped
when
we
got
a
lot
Now
the
roles
changed,
now
they
moving
wock'
Tryna'
take
me
out,
trying
to
take
my
spot
Tryna'
get
me
killed,
trying
to
get
me
lined
They
gon'
try
to
stop
you
when
they
see
you
grind
They
gon'
try
to
stop
you
when
they
see
you
come
up
You
know
me,
I
never
gave
one
fuck
You
know
they
gon'
hate
when
you
want
love
They
just
mad
cause
they
thought
I
was
one
and
done,
but
I'm
one
of
one
And
they
be
my
son's,
only
one
me
ain't
no
other
one
Why
you
tryna
be
me
now
you
looking
dumb
Nigga,
hop
out
of
my
lane
Get
your
own
sauce,
Ion'
give
a
fuck
Why
they
all
on
my
back
Go
tell
them
niggas
I'm
back
in
my
bag
VVS
diamonds,
they
shine
when
I
sing,
when
I
hop
on
the
track
Now
I'm
getting
racks,
so
they
all
mad
We
been
going
up
Nigga
that's
a
fact,
Uh
Yeah
we
had
to
make
it
happen
fast
We
was
tired
of
being
in
last
That's
why
every
track
I
hop
on
I'ma
black,
nah,
nah
A
lot
of
niggas
around
me,
they
be
liars
Tryna'
say
my
music
is
not
fire
And
that's
how
a
lot
of
niggas
die,
uh
Nigga
this
my
life,
this
what
I
desire
This
what
I
deserve
A
lot
of
niggas
around
me
try
to
leave
me
hurt
And
now
that
I'm
up,
they
asking
what's
the
word
Now
they
see
we
get
money,
don't
care
what
they
heard
(Lot
of
niggas
around
me,
they
be
liars
Tryna'
say
my
music
is
not
fire
And
that's
how
a
lot
of
niggas
die,
uh
Nigga
this
my
life,
this
what
I
desire
This
what
I
deserve
A
lot
of
niggas
around
me
try
to
leave
me
hurt
And
now
that
I'm
up,
they
asking
what's
the
word
Now
they
see
we
get
money,
don't
care
what
they
heard)
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