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Lyrics:
Bridge:
I can’t be showing emotion my brothers is fighting some battles that they cannot win 
Came up in a city where you will get popped by the opps or the cops or be in stuck in the pin
Living this life full of trife man success is a club and it really be hard to get in 
Me and my brothers gon make it won’t trade it I promise we up in a world full of sin
(Yeah Lets Go)
Verse 1:
Don’t come to my side with no bad vibes cause you know I ain’t going for that
I ain’t have no cash I had no bag now she see it she throwing it back 
I’m going harder than ever I gotta stay with it you know I’m not holding it back 
Man I’m shooting like Novak man you know that got a band and I’m folding it back
(Yeah Lets Go)
Forget all the politicking get the work man you gotta kick it man I’m going in sane
Man I got a lotta chicken they been moving like politicians and it’s bussing my brain 
I had to stick in a lane with not too many people 
Me and these rappers not equal
I had to come out a place where they robbing and killing the people cause money the root of all evil  
Stuck to my craft and got it the out the mud how you hate on someone that done got like me?
Ball a hunnid summer sting him with that thunder big chop give that boy 3rd degrees 
Do this for my mother , do this for my brothers, do this for the people rocking with me
Gotta keep a cutter, moving undercover, moving cautions cause I stay with the heat

Hook:
Cuz I cannot go in these trenches 
I hop over fences and fences 
My dawg going crazy, just come to ya senses 
Shit needa change, my niggas is fed up 
My homie homie gone, bro keep ya head up 
Shit get worse before it get better 
I sleep wit a pole and it’s right on the dresser 
If we ain’t speaking, just write me a letter 
You know my niggas do it better 
Cuz I cannot go in these trenches 
I hop over fences and fences 
My dawg going crazy, just come to ya senses 
Shit needa change, my niggas is fed up 
My homie homie gone, bro keep ya head up 
Shit get worse before it get better 
I sleep wit a pole and it’s right on the dresser 
If we ain’t speaking, just write me a letter 
You know my niggas do it better 
Bridge:
I can’t be showing emotion my brothers is fighting some battles that they cannot win 
Came up in a city where you will get popped by the opps or the cops or be in stuck in the pin
Living this life full of trife man success is a club and it really be hard to get in 
Me and my brothers gon make it won’t trade it I promise we up in world full of sin
Verse 2:
Got a eye on my shirt no Illuminati 
We gon swerve through ya hood in a new Bugatti 
I don’t know what my ex girl would do without me 
I could never imagine my crew without me 
We might go switch up in a new Ferrari 
Catch a opp and we might just shoot up the party 
Fool me once and we done we don’t do the sorries 
Got some shooters behind me like we the army 
Empty the ATM
I’m focused on money ya focused on feelings 
My brother can’t cope with the dope he been dealing 
I call it gas but he call it the healing
Stick to yo bag and stop watching my pockets 
No time for the opping you know me popping 
My pockets is loaded with payments but I’m steady moving I’m known here for toating the rocket 
(Lets Get It)
Came from the gutta on my own timing 
My dawg started rapping now we all rhyming 
You ain’t on my level why you even trying ?
My ex shorty had a problem with the lying 
I ain’t no sheep I’m banging with the lions 
School of hard knocks I had perfect attendance 
You could say what you want I ain’t paying attention 
Gotta move with that pole I can’t go in these trenches 
Hook:
Cuz I cannot go in these trenches 
I hop over fences and fences 
My dawg going crazy, just come to ya senses 
Shit needa change, my niggas is fed up 
My homie homie gone, bro keep ya head up 
Shit get worse before it get better 
I sleep wit a pole and it’s right on the dresser 
If we ain’t speaking, just write me a letter 
You know my niggas do it better 
Cuz I cannot go in these trenches

3.Right On The Dresser (feat. MiggySoHandsome)

Yeah I told the opps to spin I light em up like they was laser tag
And I prolly blew a band or spent a rack but ima get it back
I play em a song they say Bwhite you better play it back
They told me quit rapping but Im made for that, Matter fact
Lets count the backend from back to front while Im in a Cadillac
They gon swagger jack I see it coming I adapt to that
And If he act like a stain I take his chain he cant have it back
Me and Miggy just dropped a banger we going back to back
I done had some people tell ima make it far and past that
I done had some people switch up on me but I had the last laugh
I done had some people say they bending blocks but its just rap cap
I done had some people say that they was rich like where ya cash at 
I done had some people try to steal the bread I had to backtrack
I done had some people say they needed bread I gave my last cash
I done had some people say they was my lover but they mad wack
You wasn't present in my struggle baby girl you better back back
I said Ahah you better back back
Me and all my brothers really known for stacking mad cash
And he gon get to flinching when I reach inside my backpack
And I been in the studio Im feeling like a lab rat
lab rat
Yeah I told the opps to spin I light em up like they was laser tag
And I prolly blew a band or spent a rack but ima get it back
I play em a song they say Bwhite you better play it back
They told me quit rapping but Im made for that, Matter fact
Lets count the backend from back to front while Im in a Cadillac
They gon swagger jack I see it coming I adapt to that
And If he act like a stain I take his chain he cant have it back
Me and Miggy just dropped a banger we going back to back
Oh god he pray the gun jam
Bwhite he look like giannis, shoot wit one hand
Really going back to back, now lil nigga run that 
Niggas stealing flows now where the fun at 
Remember being hungry just wanted to count up 
We don’t want no bitch made niggas round us
Niggas shorting the money, nigga better round up 
And we tow in the party, so please back up 
And it’s up and its stuck, we got them hitters on his ass 
If I didn’t drop out, I would’ve fucked him in up class 
And these niggas really snakes, seen em crawling through the grass 
Red dot on his head, nigga shoot him through the glass
Yeah I told the opps to spin I light em up like they was laser tag
And I prolly blew a band or spent a rack but ima get it back
I play em a song they say Bwhite you better play it back
They told me quit rapping but Im made for that, Matter fact
Lets count the backend from back to front while Im in a Cadillac
They gon swagger jack I see it coming I adapt to that
And If he act like a stain I take his chain he cant have it back
Me and Miggy just dropped a banger we going back to back
We going back to back
We going back to back uh uh uh uh
We going back to back

Laser Tag

4.Laser Tag (feat.MiggySoHandsome)

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