"When We Shoot*"

Say you want smoke, we'll take you to the pack
Taking her girl, I turn her to a brat
That game fake, it's hard to adapt
Everything he thought about is cap, cap, cap
Texting my phone, I'll never write back
I've been losing sleep just counting up cash
Lost some bad habits, now I'm popping off tags
I'ma f*ck the game, I went and dropped back
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