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#MiddleChild By @JColeNC
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[Intro] You good, T-Minus?

[Refrain] Niggas been countin’ me out
I’m countin’ my bullets, I’m loadin’ my clips
I’m writin’ down names, I’m makin’ a list
I’m checkin’ it twice and I’m gettin’ ’em hit

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The real ones been dyin’, the fake ones is lit
The game is off balance, I’m back on my shit
The Bentley is dirty, my sneakers is dirty
But that’s how I like it, you all on my dick

[Verse 1] I’m all in my bag, this hard as it get
I do not snort powder, I might take a sip
I might hit the blunt, but I’m liable to trip
I ain’t poppin’ no pill, but you do as you wish
I roll with some fiends, I love ’em to death

I got a few mil’ but not all of them rich

What good is the bread if my niggas is broke?

What good is first class if my niggas can’t sit?

That’s my next mission, that’s why I can’t quit

Just like LeBron, get my niggas more chips

Just put the Rollie right back on my wrist

TO BE CONTINUED...

This watch came from Drizzy, he gave me a gift
Back when the rap game was prayin’ I’d diss
They act like two legends cannot coexist
But I’d never beef with a nigga for nothin’
If I smoke a rapper, it’s gon’ be legit
It won’t be for clout, it won’t be for fame

It won’t be ’cause my shit ain’t sellin’ the same
It won’t be to sell you my latest lil’ sneakers
It won’t be ’cause some nigga slid in my lane
Everything grows, it’s destined to change
I love you lil’ niggas, I’m glad that you came.

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