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Neighborhood Starz

Neighborhood Starz

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You goin' on hits for a mice 'cause he's M's up ('cause he's M's up)

I'm sneakin' pictures when we link, I won't film her (I won't film her)

You shot lil' bro and paralyzed 'em, but he slimmed up

These green rocks, took a pink one like Nicki Minaj (Nicki Minaj)

You 30 plus hangin' with some teens, heard you beefin' with some lil' boys

They be shootin' from all the way down the street, you really got to be on they cars

They can spin like every five months, literally

Phone billa, but I got millions right here in my notes

Hurt me so much, I ain't cut 'em off, you know he DM my ho

They tryna link, 'fore he got merked, shawty dropped my lo'

I'm standin' for everybody problems, heart go through the most shit

You be hatin' on the niggas from the same team, who your coach is?

Fuck what the city, I share a nigga music, help promote them

I know lil' bruh, and them have real smoke when I posted

Rapper turn rat, I can hear the squealin' in his vocals

He say your name, then you make bro, shot tellin' (shot tellin')

Six feet, but the P90 5'7

I miss your voice, baby

I miss your voice

Still got those gifts you gave me

I knew you got choice

She ain't even keep it

She had a kid when we was beefin', broke me to pieces

I liked my brother girl picture, all of 'em my nieces

You was out single when my foot shoulders could head tapped 'em

You shootin' guns, but tellin' guys that they shed a hat

Right now I can't go to Mobile, I still do charity

I knew I won't rap, my junior year put me on check D

I still won't know where a nigga be if it wasn't for Dominique

From the bloodsheds, sometimes you play both sides of beef

Bruh said you wasn't, but you're in it just like Bunna B

Told 'em open the door, can't let down the window 'cause this a BP

I flashed on her 'bout a freak, man, you is me

You know the money don't make you, you 'post to make the money

It don't cost a dime to keep it real

So many died in the field

So many got countless years

But it is what it is

Shit all Gs when it need to be

What matter the most?

Bruh have a ticket and mama count just for the medicine

Bruh had laced, now he Twitch Streamer University

I won't be in the same with no snitch, I'm gon' get nervous

I shed no feelin' when Lulu die, even though that hurt me

13, 000 hours, help a man get a reception to come and see

Went through a lot of losses when showin' love to the wrong people

Finally found out you're alone, or you figure out you ain't lonely

Makin' no excuses, you're proven that you don't want me

This go out to everybody suffferin' in silence

I was taught the gangsta way, we deal with that with violence

Thinkin' 'bout it make you aggravated when you been misguided

I just told, "Do business," wish I was attendin' college

Taught up in the trenches, dealin' with narcotics

Caught up in the system, tryna be a provider

Caught a stash to work, I jumped the fence, I hear the sirens (here they go)

On supervised release, I can't get caught, I got a few price

Love will do you wrong like this, whenever done, get behind you

Supernatural power, ain't no one to hide behind, uh-huh

Fightin' for my life out here, don't know how to acknowledge

Control my breathin', back to the basics, got it from property

On the rock with the real, but your partners prolly on politics

No shirt, middle of the project, you know what time it is

And I'm up in rank, made it safe, and ain't get nobody blitz

Niggas rockin' bulletproof vest, tryna protect their temples

Off the strain and compin' this pain, let pull up and press their pimples

Raise hell, and tap this computer, why not protect your mental?

Bookers ring us, book you for shows, just show you just how simple

I stand tall in this bitch, blackball in this bitch

Won't even stand on side and started causin', started they careers

Then they let the internet come tear my name up

They salute the shit that wasn't silent, tore game up

You softer than I stay down, 'til I came up

Aye, wussup with you? I hope you know I just ain't rappin' with you

I had my back against the ropes, you started actin' different

Huh, and I can't say that enough

I'm still relevant (and all), y'all ain't matter much (don't matter much)

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