Fed time

By any means I'ma get mines,
Even if I got to hit the trap all night selling break down dimes,
And if the plug don't call back,
Then all hell breaking loose get the crew and start radin some traps,
I know a rat when I see one,
Talk a lot big shit when we ain't listening but undercover he's a peon,
And the homie hott said get yo muscle up get yo hustle up he got mean one,
My dawg every body got to have a dream,
Even two cent prostitute bitches on the corner doing hella schemes,
Last night I had a hella dream,
Had 5 k,s 3 grenades hit the block wit methamphetamine,
I must admit it was a scary scene,
By any means staying ten toes down because the streets be trying to bury me,
Scraping residue off of coco leaves,
Banana boats coming in moving plenty trees,
Good grades of the sticky getting sold making plenty cheese,
By all means homie I'ma stack my doe
Getting head in the bed plenty racks on the flo
Send the money cross the water dope coming on boats and if a hater wanna try it I ain't ducking no smoke I ain't ducking no smoke,
I ain't never been scared of a street war,
Cause if you run and tuck yo tail then you weak boy,
Might as well night night and go to sleep boy,
Or big shells might knock you off yo feet boy,
Plenty people say they ride for the home team,
Seen plenty friends turned junky gon on lean,
It's a hood fact you either the top or bottom,
So called killers walking round wit people that shot em,
Explain how a bitch shoot you and you let em breathe,
A bitch rob you wit no mask and you let em leave 
Shitttttt,
By all means homie I'ma stack my doe 
Getting head in the bed plenty racks on the flo
Send the money cross the water dope coming on boats and if a hater wanna try it I ain't ducking no smoke I ain't ducking no smoke 

(Talking part)
I told y'all weak mother fuckers,
I'm here to stay,
Don't get mad cause you a bitch partner,
You ain't never sold shit but a dream,
We laughing at y'all bitches,
I tell you what,
Come on wit it,
We ain't ducking no smoke,
Bitch!

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