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Huh
Ayo, roll up that gun smoke, man, I'm goin' through some shit
Ayo, huh

Got people squeezin' at me, bitches throwin' demons at me
Don't know the reason, man, don't even ask me
I need at least eight thousand square feet so my seeds is happy
I did it all from puttin' weed in baggies
Truthful, it's some beautiful bitches out there I treated badly
'Cause I was lookin' for a wife, them hoes needed daddies
A street nigga, but I keep it classy
And keep one hand inside of the streets like I need a taxi
All you wanted was a fast V
And spent your last on a foreign
Some reason thinkin' he done passed me
But I'm where I wanna be exactly
I'm too Black to take pride in somethin' made in a European factory
Whether my niggas wearin' jeans or khakis
If I put up a million cash, each nigga in my team can match me
Behind my back, she thought she could trash me
The way my dog held it down when I'm
Gone, it's like a scene from Lassie
Trust