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low motion - baby low lyrics

[verse]
when you finally take a loss that be the tough part
choppa leave the whole whip dead they need a jump start
bro the reason paramedics tryna pump hearts
take a n*gga sh*t and laugh about it that’s the fun part
and when i’m done bull sh*tting i’m back chasing money
gamble with my life but i’ll k!ll you ain’t no taking nothing
my n*gg tried some bullsh*t but i ain’t take it funny
now he on the other side keeping the opps company
i’m really into getting money i ain’t into beef
won’t hesitate to have them stretch you put you in a tee
they ain’t never hit the block but n*ggas know the street
and n*ggas barely come outside when they know it’s beef
took a loss i had to brush it off
i might spend this sh*t on dope if i don’t f*ck it off
started getting money now i’m stuck a boss
tell them n*ggas tap in we taxing for the sauce
take a pick you want the choppa or the glizzy
either way they b*tches lethal pull up on you let’s get busy
tell me what you need if i ain’t got it i can get it
i brought bl!cky in the club in case a n*gga start tripping
if we don’t take that n*gga life leave him cripple
judge got my n*gga on a box for pulling missions
couple n*ggas died they wasn’t ready for the trenches
dog tried to slide barely made it to the spital
why you tripping on that b*tch they all f*cking
i’m tripping up bl!ck they all running
f*ck the opps we gone press them n*ggas heavy all summer
winter time we gone fall back and stack another hunnid
two drums one fifty one a hunnid
i was broke as h*ll taxing n*ggas on a budget
ro told you if you pull up unannounced then we was dumping
i’m blowed trying to hit the wrong b*tch but still f*cked her
this b*tch asked me how the bl!ck work
they guarantee to stop the party n*ggas get hurt
she don’t want no bill sh*t she want the big perk
pull up on the block extorting n*ggas like i’m big worm
n*ggas hate me they can take it up with god
before i had a bag i used to punch a nine to five
n*ggas beg for the smoke but when it’s up they out of dodge
i keep spinning n*ggas blocks praying n*ggas come outside
they ain’t active n*ggas capping yea i know it
i’m in traffic with this b*tch up on my lap and i’ll blow it
if i decide to fall back i might blow it
i know n*ggas want me dead so i’m strapped i’m not going
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