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Twysted Genius baby

[Chorus]
I'm goin’ through some things, this sh*t been having my brain (?)
And these n*ggas di*k riding on n*ggas, I'm tryinna stack these figures, I been
Hangin' with my n*ggas we come from rags to riches, f*cking the baddest b*tches, my n*gga put a glizzy in a casket witchya, yeah yeah
CJ, n*gga you wondering
And why I dropped down to my knees, start crying when I heard you the victim (f*ck)
And I hit the block every night, thinkin’, sh*t, God, take me with him (take me)
And I know my life just like a movie, sh*t be a motion picture, hol' up n*gga

[Verse 1]
For these bricks I get in my bag quicker That's for them times we ain't had n*gga
I had to ride to the car, yeah yeah
And she gon' f*ck a n*gga straight out the car, get you some supercar
And I been in the booth straight spitting bars, these hoes be stupid (?)
b*tch I'm a superstar, who knew I'd come this far
And I really come straight out the dirt, the mud, the crunky junk (The bricks), yeah
Big dog on my side, you capping the work I serve you
Ain't playing with my money, you know the killers come out the (?) (Ain’t playin’ n*gga)
Pop (?) to the moon, how the f*ck these n*ggas get rich and they (?)
Why the f*ck you called that b*tch, she smashed the crew
b*tch I'm a dog on all these hoes, I smashed them too

[Chorus]
I’m goin' through some things, this sh*t been having my brain (?)
And these n*ggas di*k riding on n*ggas, I'm tryinna stack these figures, I been
Hangin' with my n*ggas we come from rags to riches, f*cking the baddest b*tches, my n*gga put a glizzy in a casket witchya, yeah yeah
CJ, n*gga you wondering
And why I dropped down to my knees, start crying when I heard you the victim (f*ck)
And I hit the block every night, thinkin’, sh*t, God, take me with him (take me)
And I know my life just like a movie, sh*t be a motion picture
[Verse 2]
Yeah, some of my partners like brothers, n*ggas bene right there with me
Having these shootouts, after shootouts poppin' these twin glizzies (brrt)
I can't even lie, got in my feelings, say you don't get the bag n*gga
(?)
And long live Shady yeah, rest in peace my baby yeah
Riri you my baby girl, wish a n*gga can give you the world (my baby)
They gave Earl (?) five and he ain't even catch a murder (free Earl)
Flippin' these pigeons, in the kitchen, we hit the block and we work it
We them n*ggas that (?), but I know you heard about us
The only time my n*gga watched the news is when he done dropped a body
Gotta keep it cool with all my opps, these n*ggas are foe to the cops
(?)

[Chorus]
I'm goin' through some things, this sh*t been having my brain (?)
And these n*ggas di*k riding on n*ggas, I'm tryinna stack these figures, I been
Hangin' with my n*ggas we come from rags to riches, f*cking the baddest b*tches, my n*gga put a glizzy in a casket witchya, yeah yeah
CJ, n*gga you wondering
And why I dropped down to my knees, start crying when I heard you the victim (f*ck)
And I hit the block every night, thinkin', sh*t, God, take me with him (take me)
And I know my life just like a movie, sh*t be a motion picture

[Outro]
I been, Hangin' with my n*ggas we come from rags to riches, f*cking the baddest b*tches, my n*gga put a glizzy in a casket witchya
Hangin' with my n*ggas we come from rags to riches
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