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[Intro]JD On Tha TrackDmac on the fuckin’ track

[Verse 1]My home was toxic from my thoughts, my family livin’ foulNerves on the edge, I hope my daddy put that liquor downForgot about me, I start shinin’, they remember nowShe tried to play me, guess it’s safe to say that bitch a clownIf I put my lil’ brothers on a hit then they gon’ clear a crowdDon’t do no talkin’, just gon’ blick ’em downYou would think that Glizzy battle rap the way it spittin’ roundsCrayon’s, kick out that choppa, make ’em spin aroundKnock all the breath out his body before he hit the groundThey got my dawgs locked away like they in the poundsScreamin’, “Free Lil’ Wooski out that Otty” that lil’ nigga wildToo many charges at once, that’s an expensive trial

[Chorus]Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payrollFeel like his life ain’t got no purpose, he just take soulsAin’t tryna feel a breeze, when he hang out that DurangoR.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin’ halosKnow his mama broken-hearted, it’s another case closedTurn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoesRunnin’ from the spotlight, I been tryna lay lowJust wanted peace of mind, that’s the only thing I pray for

[Verse 2]Ain’t got no opps in Cali’, still clutchin’ as I cruise the streetsMy nina’ll fuck you but this new Glock .22 a freakAnd no, I’m not a killer, but just don’t reach for these Cuban linksGotta get back home, I can’t think twice if it’s you or meBitch, I had to boss up just to shit on who I used to beJust got my plate full, but hated when there were no food to eatHope my niggas real, sometimes I don’t know if they usin’ meThought I was abusin’ drugs, but really they abusin’ mePercocet dreams got me hummin’ in my sleepYour sex is so addictive, got you runnin’ when I’m deepLike them masses, this a drill choppa drummin’ out that JeepGlizzy beat box in your air, nigga, my .40, Benz, my key

[Chorus]Blood money, nigga, my shooters on payrollFeel like his life ain’t got no purpose, he just take soulsAin’t tryna feel a breeze, when he hang out that DurangoR.I.P. the members, got my demons rockin’ halosKnow his mama broken-hearted, it’s another case closedTurn up at my funeral and kick out all the fake hoesRunnin’ from the spotlight, I been tryna lay lowJust wanted peace of mind, that’s the only thing I pray for

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