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[Intro]
Uh
It's almost that season
I'm just warmin' up, uh?
Know what I mean?
Chillin' back in the wing, uh

[Verse]
They gon' write books about me, they gon' write captions 'bout you (Facts)
Now that I think about it, it was a lot of cappin' 'bout you (f*ck up)
Claim to be a player, but, sh*t, ain't nothin' captain 'bout you (Uh-uh)
I don't even know what to say, n*ggas start askin' 'bout you (f*ck 'em)
sh*t, I ain't here to start complainin' or explainin' (Uh-uh)
Hope n*ggas know how to stay dry when it start rainin' (Grrt)
They said sooner or later, they was gon' see me as competition (Uh-uh)
I don't even write, sh*t, I speaks freely in my composition (You hear me?)
Mama used to say that I should try to walk a straight line (I tried)
I be talkin' with the homies, every time, we talkin' straight crime (Eastside)
sh*t, I miss Joe, he got locked and caught a straight dime
He did that, he came back, and then that n*gga caught a straight dime (Damn)
Some n*ggas never learn, some n*ggas get a turn (Uh-huh)
Some n*ggas put out fires, some n*ggas let it burn (What?)
sh*t, I got a good lawyer, he gon' make sure it get adjourned (Why?)
sh*t, the type of cars you drive, a benefit should have a turn (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Either you get rich with us or you gon' watch us get rich (Watch us)
We got foreigns in the chopper, jumpin' off choppers and sh*t
sh*t, and we still up in the field, so don't get popped on a blitz (Watch out)
In New York, gun laws is crazy, so don't get knocked with the blick, stupid