Текст песни
I
wake
up
tough
decisions
go
Balenci
or
the
rick
I
pop
out
baby
glock
23
or
26
I
got
killers
in
the
truck
plus
i
bullet
proof
the
whip
Ok
lets
go
know
we
bout
it
bout
it
im
the
one
to
split
yo
wigs
We
cant
pull
over
we
got
time
in
this
ride
Im
still
outside
with
the
gang
365
All
these
pointers
on
my
wrist
it
feel
like
my
hands
are
tied
Got
the
addy
to
your
crib
and
we
might
come
inside
4am
in
magic
city
like
this
shit
dont
ever
end
Had
to
go
and
make
the
ends
meet
just
to
make
it
out
the
ends
I
still
could
slide
and
go
fuck
on
my
ex
She
circle
back
and
she
act
like
we
friends
I
wake
up
tough
decisions
go
Balenci
or
the
rick
I
pop
out
baby
glock
23
or
26
I
got
killers
in
the
truck
plus
i
bullet
proof
the
whip
Ok
lets
go
know
we
bout
it
bout
it
im
the
one
splittin
wigs
We
cant
pull
over
we
got
time
in
this
ride
Im
still
outside
with
the
gang
365
All
these
pointers
on
my
wrist
it
feel
like
my
hands
are
tied
Got
the
addy
to
your
crib
and
we
might
come
inside
Off
the
juice
off
the
liquor
now
he
loose
with
the
trigger
I
catch
a
high
off
the
music
my
focus
being
bigger
She
gonn
charge
a
lil
fee
but
see
me
real
nigga
She
want
be
and
eat
and
sleep
with
killers
I
can
get
em
wacked
just
off
the
phone
see
i
got
reach
With
tequila
in
my
cup
and
my
foot
all
in
the
beach
These
bitches
goin
crazy
for
the
kid
like
my
fiends
Fuck
around
and
pick
you
up
but
you
look
better
on
your
knees
I
wake
up
tough
decisions
go
Balenci
or
the
rick
I
pop
out
baby
glock
23
or
26
I
got
killers
in
the
truck
plus
o
bullet
proof
the
whip
Ok
lets
go
know
we
bout
bout
it
im
the
one
splittin
wigs
We
cant
pull
over
we
got
time
in
this
ride
Im
still
outside
with
the
gang
365
All
these
pointers
on
my
wrist
it
feel
like
my
hands
are
tied
Got
the
addy
to
your
crib
and
we
might
come
inside
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