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Off- Season

Let's work hey

Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith

Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe

Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith

I was doin' eighty on the interstate

Tryna make it back before my class started

Country n***a never seen a passport

'Til I popped off and got a bag for it

Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court

Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard

'Ville n***a never seen nothing

'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping

Good d**e leave a fiend krumping

Made it out it gotta mean something

Either you gon' hustle hard or n***a

Uncle Sam got yo' a*s re- enlisting

2- 6 murder scene pumping

Better leave it tucked if ye' ain't dumping

Pow pow n***a he slumpy

Twelve comin' we ain't seen nothing

Time change n***as ain't rumblin' no more

Nah what for

Hungry for more

If you solo these vocals listen close and you can hear grumbling

Bow tie and I'm still munching

Big bag never fear fumbling

Want smoke

N***a don't choke

I'm a whole f**kin' nicotine company

Dreamville the Army not a Navy

How could you ever try to play me

Kill 'em on a song walk up out the booth

Do the Westbrook rock- a- baby

I never fall out with the bro

Hate when your family turn into foe

We had a penthouse on the road

Interior decorated with the h*es

Just like a multiple- choice getting chose

My n***as like " Eenie meenie minee moe"

Scoop up a dime- piece like we homeless

Then we gon' send 'em back pigeon- toed

Out of the concrete was a rose and windows was cold

Had to go over and stand by the stove

We from the Southeast n***as know

This where the opps creep real slow

Won't vote but they mob deep with the poles

I punch the time sheet not no more

And now my assigned seat is a throne

Plottin' my escape this game ride a n***a's faith

Got a couple M's hidin' in the safe

Imagination turned a Honda into Wraith

I was doin' eighty on the interstate

Tryna make it back before my class started

Country n***a never seen a passport

'Til I popped off and got a bag for it

Now I'm at the Garden sittin' half court

Watchin' Jr. catch it off the backboard

'Ville n***a never seen nothing

'Cept a f**king triple bean jumping

Good d**e leave a fiend krumping

Made it out it gotta mean something

Made it out it gotta mean something

Made it out it gotta mean something

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