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  Pipe it up PJ
  Nastylgia
  T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there’s both
  Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke
  Man spend it on both
  Counting up this money from O or money from shows
  Mans counting up both
  Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home
  Man patternin both
  Feds draw me out for a works and smoke
  Tryna do me for both
  They want me back on soch, using chips and rice
  Tryna pattern me both
  But Im on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get loving from both
  Money and success, just let a young nigga go govern up both
  Me and T Buck see two opps on the mains
  And we ended up doing up both
  Too much beef on the streets
  Were hitting two blocks and were shooting up both
  I know feds want me back up in courts
  Sat in front of the judge just doing up oath
  How many times in jail was it bread and oats?
  Put peanut butter on both
  Now they say that Im the king of drill
  Trap, rap, Im doing it all
  Everywhere and everywhere, the gangs smokey
  Let the gangdem bring it on tour
  Every day I hear niggas tryna draw me out
  Why they all want me to war?
  .44 long and that poisonous scopes
  They dont want us bringing out both
  Come look at the table, its a lawn chair
  I had go get, traphouse really had no air
  You was out clubbin with nowhere
  OT, I had to go there
  But then I aint done a show here
  Remember I had plans to go near
  In the fast lane, I dont know where
  T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there’s both
  Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke
  Man spend it on both
  Counting up this money from O or money from shows
  Mans counting up both
  Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home
  Man patternin both
  Feds draw me out for a works and smoke
  Tryna do me for both
  They want me back on soch, using chips and rice
  Tryna pattern me both
  But Im on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get loving from both
  Money and success, just let a young nigga go govern up both
  I just dial up bro for a half a B and tell him pattern up coke
  How many long afternoons did I spend in the T just bagging up both?
  Jailhouse, scrambling eggs in a kettle
  Just wishing I could have it with toast
  I couldnt tell you how weak was a sunday roast
  Rice pudding all in that bowl
  See this life of sin, Im just tryna make sure my heart stays pure
  Feds had me locked for time
  Evidence they would never find like Jah Cure
  I was tryna get rich or die, fuck tryin
  Id rather be dead than poor
  Im really out ere tryna govern it all
  Money, power, respect and more
  Come look at the table, its a lawn chair
  I had go get, traphouse really had no air
  You was out clubbin with nowhere
  OT, I had to go there
  But then I aint done a show here
  Remember I had plans to go near
  In the fast lane, I dont know where
  T house up north or near the coast, rudeboy, there’s both
  Spend this bread on jewels or spend it on smoke
  Man spend it on both
  Counting up this money from O or money from shows
  Mans counting up both
  Paps need a pattern business and a pattern up home
  Man patternin both
  Feds draw me out for a works and smoke
  Tryna do me for both
  They want me back on soch, using chips and rice
  Tryna pattern me both
  But Im on road, yellow bones, brown ones, I get loving from both
  Money and success, just let a young nigga go govern up both
  Both
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