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[Verse 1]
Fuck the silencer, I'ma shooting through the pillow
And if the door's locked, I'm jumpin' through the window
I might be wrong, but I ain't tryna work a nine to five
So if I gotta sell these pills, I'ma sell 'em high
Go get your business straight on renovated condos
Ratchet bitches whippin' chicken like a Roscoe
**** face tatted like Baby Bomb and Bosco
And my city, **** judgin' for what you got on
I'm well known from Atlanta past Fig, though
Me, Tee Cee, 3400, Mustard gettin' rich though
Lemmie Lam's gettin' money like what they hittin' for
Follow code, got a value, morals and principle
**** actin' like they're pimps but they paid a bitch
Some of us ain't in the position that we say we in
In one year, I done moved in three residences
I fell asleep and woke up in a new Mercedes Benz
[Verse 2]
**** wanna shine with me
But they won't do the time with me
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I just wanna dime on me
Snitchin' throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I gotta keep the fire on me
[Verse 3]
I'm ridin' dirty on the L-O
'Cause the judge givin' **** body parts, elbows
So I paid fifteen hundred for my stash spot
This janky dude, if you fuck with it, it'll pop out
Ooh, I got a strike and a felony
But the homie ridin' with me say his records clean
So you would take this case is what you tellin' me?
Ooh, you better not tell on me
You went to jail for a nickel, came home too quick
And you wonder why your homeboys never wanna tell you shit
But we wasn't too sure so the homies still let him lurk
Till **** saw that paperwork
Told the Da, he was drivin', he plotted, he did it
He even threatened to fuck me up if I wasn't with it
Now it's all bad in the hood and he can't come around
Conversation's like somethin' somethin' somethin', gun that **** down
[Verse 4]
**** wanna shine with me
But they won't do the time with me
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I didn't wanna die, money
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I gotta keep the fire on me
[Verse 5]
I made it through my situation and I stayed down
For **** mugging is nothing much you can say now
I'm so accustomed to sucka **** that I hate now
I poker face and then touch 'em, my **** play foul
It ain't no rules, 'cause these **** threw the rules away
If I could pick a place and time, I would choose today
See I'm the type of **** die for his jewelry
Gang related homicide is what the news'll say
Playing with my reputation ain't amusing me
Playing with a **** patience, who are you to say
Short temper, fuck it, I'ma blow a fuse today
And when I lose my mind, I'ma shoot a face
I seen 'em get away with murder 'cause he knew the way
Killed a ****, went to trial, then he beat the case
So what type of example do it set, ****
Play with mine, you can fuckin' get wet ****
Yes, ****
[Verse 6]
**** wanna shine with me
But they won't do the time with me
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I didn't wanna die, money
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I gotta keep the fire on me
[Verse 7]
Gotta keep the fire on me
On me, case they wanna ride on me
Homie
Why they wanna die, money
Same **** be mad they ain't shine with me
Ooh, they ain't wanna a **** with A1
Pushing **** with A1
Real-ass **** from day one
Day one, might spray some
Ooh
[Verse 8]
**** wanna shine with me
But they won't do the time with me
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
Ooh, I didn't wanna die, money
Snitches throw their time to me
That's why I always ride low key
I gotta keep the fire on me
Written by: Byron Thomas, Dijon McFarlane, Ermias Asghedom, Keenon Jackson, Rodney Brown, Samuel Ahana, Terius Gray
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