Screaming (Unreleased) lyrics

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Ran up some money, went back to the Raq, and I count that sh*t up with my fam
He ain't never having no money for real, he just real with that sh*t on the gram
Exotic pack, wham
Another n*gga died?, damn
I ain't never needed nobody, I'm ridin in a jag with Uncle Sam
Why you think a n*gga ain't tried this sh*t?
n*gga I be trippin
Told yo dumb ass stay off the block with them, cause they be slippin
When we on yo ass need more than a doctor, n*gga no need for stitches
Lately a n*gga been in love with guala, n*gga no need for b*tches

Huh, huh
See him in that car "Dump"
7.62 left his ass with a lump
Slid 4 deep we ain't have enough space for his body, had put his b*tch ass in the trunk
This bit' dumb as hell you think you finna hold my gen, ya stupid ass must be drunk
Say you steppa, put him through thе murder class, and I bet that n*gga flunk
Lil bro in New York with mе, came a long way from totin them glizzies, huh
Took n*gga down from all over the state we a long way from the city, huh
b*tch keep liking my pictures I ain't a long way from her kitty
Keep telling these dumb ass n*ggas to keep yo phone off when you killin, huh