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waist deep - 100k track lyrics

[intro]
(ay track, you ran off with this one)

[verse 1: fcg heem]
i don’t wanna talk, when we was down you ain’t call me for sh*t (call me for sh*t)
the hood know i done made them, i’m tryna hide my wrist (tryna hide my wrist)
see the grind but i ain’t goin outside unless i got my bl!ck (if i ain’t got my bl!ck)
and i can’t tell them k!llers chill you can die by the choppa (you can die by the choppa)
is gonna be a cold day in here (cold day in here)
lately i been puttin’ in work but i wanna give my all as well (all as well)
takin’ flights to cali i’m tryna bring back bullets through the mail (tryna bring back bullets through the mail)
f*ck, i don’t need n0body i’m gon do it all by myself (do it all by myself)
ima do it all (do it all), yall n*ggas don’t wanna ball (wanna ball)
thinkin bout melly and lil coop, i needa free my dawgs (needa free my dawgs)
ima do it all (do it all), yall n*ggas don’t wanna ball (wanna ball)
thinkin bout melly and lil coop, i needa free my dawgs (needa free my dawgs)

[chorus: ytb trench & rico cartel]
even though i signed a deal no i would never leave the block
and i got too much [?] for me to ever leave the glock (leave the glock)
no i can’t leave it that’s just me bein’ honest (bein honest)
i’m goin’ up is you gonna stay or you comin’
and i can’t lie, young n*gga got rich and all this sh*t be on my mind
half a brick is sh*t, lil whip ain’t pullin’ sh*t i’m goin’ high
i be with my brothers no new friends
i caught my sh*t, than bought my sh*t
it’s still a step on any b*tch (step), ain’t sh*t changed since i got rich
[verse 2: 100k track]
[?] got shot i let my bl!ck, i bet it won’t happen again (it won’t happen)
i ain’t goin’ for nothin’ n*gga (no), unless it’s for the win (for)
i can’t get my dawg back (i can’t), so you can’t get your dawg back
i know i’m made for this, gotta make sure don’t forget that
money ain’t sh*t, everybody got rich what you stand on (what you stand on)
real steppa keepin’ bout my business, they gon tell on ya (they gon tell on ya)
they ain’t know me when i was in ga, pullin’ up on [?]
get 4l on melly, tryna get this sh*t a wrap
anytime i’m in atlanta [?], i got my strap (bop bop)
really motion in my city, i put bryant on the map (i put bryant on the map)
i can’t waste a second n*gga (no), i got diamonds on my time (oh yea)
n*ggas mad i’m on my grind (ok), [?] and now he shot

[chorus: ytb trench & rico cartel]
even though i signed a deal no i would never leave the block
and i got too much [?] for me to ever leave the glock
no i can’t leave it that’s just me bein’ honest
i’m goin’ up is you gonna stay or you comin’
and i can’t lie, young n*gga got rich and all this sh*t be on my mind
half a brick is sh*t, lil whip ain’t pullin’ sh*t i’m goin’ high
i be with my brothers no new friends
i caught my sh*t, than bought my sh*t
it’s still a step on any b*tch, ain’t sh*t changed since i got rich

[verse 3: ytb trench]
[?] the block, ain’t give no f*cks
no rules i just be ridin’ [?]
[?] 9 forget bout 5
if yo b*tt ain’t down why ain’t you slidin’
this b*tch a [?], ate my d*ck
[?] a sick, wanna be tied in
i plead the fifth, the [?] ain’t sh*t
just on my d*ck, cause of what i’m slidin’ in
heard the n*gga talkin’ and he died and this get crazy
b*tch boy died, speakin’ on them trenches baby
heard [?] push the whip, pookie flip the stick we all like slim shady
don’t clutch on the stick, miss be the [?], n*gga we them trench babies
okay, b*tch somebody died if you think this gon go your way
better havin’ a [?] with you, refuse to let a n*gga [?]
we’ll hop out wit them chops, extended on that b*tch ya
it’s gon clear the problem, no ice copped on my wrist
[chorus: rico cartel]
even though i signed a deal no i would never leave the block
and i got too much [?] for me to ever leave the glock
no i can’t leave it that’s just me bein’ honest
i’m goin’ up is you gonna stay or you comin’

- 100k track lyrics

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