Yeah, turn it up in your head phones
Ya know like
Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle
And yet there's more
Byrd gang we get money
We won't stop, we destined to
Now don't push me away 'cause when the first time
Cold sweats from bad dreams
I hope the Feds don't grab
Now I am fresh out of bail harder flyer than
(What you learn in jail you cant learn in the
They got us fuckin' up a storm, kush up till
I wear a mean pair of shades
We back
We still on the streets
Rap game is now the
Bird gang Club Banger
Tryin' to holla at you shorty
One focus,
Yeah, you pour wax on the table, uh huh, and
I'm back, I'm on my Dip set shit
20 30 grand
Free bail posters, tail lights on the roadster
Live life vulgar,
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