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We been really late night schemin´

I´m at war with all these demons, while still at war with someone else
I blame the cameras and the fame for all the pain that I felt
Them niggas claim they wouldn´t change, they said they love me, but they left
I´m steady tryna kick the drank, to keep it real, I need some help (Uh, uh, uh)
County chain gang, I get out, ain´t goin´ back (Uh)
I got a bounty on my name, pull up get the hundred racks
There go you know my youngin´ Trey, ain´t speakin´ on who we got whacked
Can´t put a bitch before my drank, can´t put my man before the cash

Thug nigga from the gutter, no, the money can´t change me

They tryna do me like Young Thugger, hit the county for some gang shit
Yeah, I´m fully loaded, uh, uh, blue double R, that´s when I lane switch
Lil´ shorty say she want my heart, she know that I´ma break the bank quick
I had to tell her, "Uh-uh," all from the start, this shit get dangerous
I had to bulletproof the Trackhawk, can´t get wet up when it´s rainin´
Go with your move or bring a stretcher, keep that iron, I´m quick to bang it
Just me and Coup, yeah, that´s my fella, I know he ain´t never changin´
They think they cool, ´cause they be steppin´, but go´n tell when hit the chain gang
I love that blue, but put my flag up on Lil Phat, no, I don´t gangbang

Lil´ dude them think that they some factors ´cause they out here and they name ring
Them Prada shoes, I come through flashin´, fresh as hell, I let the strings hang
Mmm, I get on them drugs then scream for Allah
Every mornin´ I´ma hit that rug and do my Fajr
I´ma buy a brand new Benz truck, like I´m Rylo
It ain´t a night, that I don´t think about my thug, R.I.P. Pablo

I´m at war with all these demons, while still at war with someone else
I blame the cameras and the fame for all the pain that I felt
Them niggas claim, they wouldn´t change, they said they love me, but they left
I´m steady tryna kick the drank, to keep it real, I need some help (Uh, uh, uh)

County chain gang, I get out, ain´t goin´ back (Uh)
I got a bounty on my name, pull up get the hundred racks
There go you know my youngin´ Trey, ain´t speakin´ on, who got whacked
Can´t put a bitch before my drank, can´t put my man before the cash

´Fore the, ´fore the cash, ´fore the, ´fore the, ´fore the cash
´Fore the cash
´Fore the cash