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1st Day Out Tha Feds

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Yah!
It’s Wizop!
It’s Gucci!
Mike Will.
I’m hearin shooters load pistols while I’m brushin my teeth,
I get so many death threats, it’s gettin normal to me,
But I bend don’t break, I don’t ask just take,
Black gloves, black tape and I don’t play nor pray.
Wake up and take a piss, I hear em sharpenin knives,
Main focus every day is make it out here alive,
Take a shower in my boots and go to sleep in my shoes,
Last night I had a dream some killers ran in my room.
Tryna be patient but nigga I can’t wait,
Only chance to kill my enemies and beat my case,
So when they ask me how I feel about em
I can’t say.
You either with me, or against me,
Or you in my way,
I got a pack of hungry wolves and if I don’t feed em,
Then they might turn on me,
Feel like I don’t need em,
I keep the best pedigree but hell, I don’t breed em.
It’s a lot of people scared of me and I can’t blame em,
They call me crazy so much, I think I’m startingto believe em,
I did some things to some people that was down right evil,
Is it karma comin back to me? So much drama,
My own mama turned her back on me,
And that’s my mama.
I lost three people close to me in one summer,
Ten years later still don’t know shot up my Hummer,
But I bend I don’t break, I don’t ask I take,
Black gloves and black tape, nigga, it’s my first day.
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop!
Fuck you, fuck you,
Pussy!
Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop!
Mike Will.
Wop!

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