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JD On Tha track
 Oh, no, no, no
 Uh-uh, yeah
 Niggas could say what they want, say what they want
 They must not want me to win
 This shit not cap, you a ten
 I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in
 Got me some shit that extend
 You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin?
 I told my moma to grin, we at the top
 I ain't been broke in a min
 Father, my bad for the sin
 Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind
 I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer
 He gotta come home again
 I need like fifty a show, that's how it go
 I pick up half at the end
 Young nigga settin' a trend
 Copped me a Beamer
 Truly I wanted the Benz
 Everybody grind, everybody eat
 I been on my grind on my two feet (On my two feet)
 Butterfly doors, that's a two-seat (That's a two-seat)
 They teeth finna punch, call it Bruce Lee
 We'll spin a nigga block, only two deep
 Make him run out in his socks like his new feet (New feet)
 Mini Mack got knocked, but he loopy
 Wanna see my whole block livin' Gucci (Gucci)
 And the good die young, sip Poochie
 Walk around two chops, Lil Ducie
 Outta town finna cop Lil Uzi (Lil Uzi)
 Know a lot of pussy niggas wanna shoot me (Wanna shoot me)
 Wear my hat to the back, I ain't woopty
 Had ya main bitch eat, she a groupie
 I remember block days, it was 2P (2P)
 In the cell writin' bars under two sheets (On the two sheets)
 I remember when the crib had no heat
 I remember when the opps wanted no beef
 I remember spinnin' blocks in a stoley
 Seen a nigga get burned with a bogie
 I done seen a good kid start OD'ing
 I done seen bro die 'fron of police
 So I try not to cry every day now
 Swear I still feel the pain when I lay down
 If you hit pussy nigga, better stay down (Stay down)
 You ain't never moved guns through the greyhound
 You ain't never gonna spin when it came down
 And I really wanna hear what you say now
 Keep a pole everyday, we don't play 'round
 Backpack got the stash, it's a spray ground
 I remember tryna jugg on the playground
 In the stu' goin' hard everyday now
 Niggas could say what they want, say what they want
 They must not want me to win
 This shit not cap, you a ten
 I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in
 Got me some shit that extend
 You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin?
 I told my moma to grin, we at the top
 I ain't been broke in a min
 Father, my bad for the sin
 Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind
 I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer
 He gotta come home again
 I need like fifty a show, that's how it go
 I pick up half at the end
 Young nigga settin' a trend
 Copped me a Beamer
 Truly I wanted the Benz
 I hope my mother forget the shit that I did
 She ain't expect from a kid
 This is the way that it is
 Stick to your biz' 'fore you start runnin' your jibs
 I know some killers and goons, I send them lurkin'
 They finna get you by noon
 You can get swept like a broom, heaven got room
 You finna go up there soon
 What you assume? Had to eat
 I ain't start with no spoon
 Feel like brothers just got me in tune
 Now, I'm finna shoot off to the moon
 Numbers goin' like Sonic, they zoom
 Bitches feenin' to give up, they coon
 Made a milli', so long from a goon
 I might have me a billion soon, nah, nah
 I'ma reach for the stars, I soon cop me a new Audemar
 Had to let go like five at the bar
 Tell the dealership go get my car
 I be the man, two-milli' plus on the 'Gram
 Learn what you don't understand
 You just a fan, soon as you show me you ran
 Bro caught a hit of the Xan
 Boy, I'ma "Blam", that's what you don't understand
 Now we ain't finna throw hands, no, no
 Nigga tryna steal my shine
 I'ma clap before you tryna take mine (No, no, no, no)
 Lately I been on my grind
 For a fact we gon' all be fine (No, no, no, no)
 Haters tryna waste my time, for a fact, I don't pay 'em no mind
 Niggas could say what they want, say what they want
 They must not want me to win
 This shit not cap, you a ten
 I lost a friend, I see a opp, I go in
 Got me some shit that extend
 You just all talk, how you ain't never come spin?
 I told my moma to grin, we at the top
 I ain't been broke in a min
 Father, my bad for the sin
 Since I begin, I just got lost in the wind
 I had to save up for bro, he need a lawyer
 He gotta come home again
 I need like fifty a show, that's how it go
 I pick up half at the end
 Young nigga settin' a trend
 Copped me a Beamer
 Truly I wanted the Benz