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I like that

Uh, uh, uh

Uh-huh, uh, uhOoo, uh, yeah

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Go on and run off his twelve on his ass

Load up the chopper if they tryna clash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Huh, shit

Nine times out of ten, he gon′ die or he gon' go to jail

Let′s not pretend

Huh, look, everybody starts as a kid with a pure heart

Then they turn to him

Papa died, mama died, all the nigga know is sin

Traumatised, freedom jeopardised, he just wanna win

What's a smile when you dodging strikes, dodging every pin?

Fifteen on his head, he ain't tryna go in

Fifteen on his head, make the po-po grin

Five years later, all that po-po talk is just a

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Go on and run off his twelve on his ass

Load up the chopper if they tryna clash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

I′ve been sinning away all the feelings inside

I′m feeling the feet and feeling the miles

Running the streets, dodging the signs

Run from the heat, stay with the iron

Cop killing me, that's not a crime

I′m selling weed, I'm doing five

I′m selling weed, I'm doing five

I′m selling weed, I'm doing five

I've been sinning away all the feelings inside

I′m feeling the feet and feeling the miles

Running the streets, dodging the signs

Run from the heat, stay with the iron

Cop killing me, that′s not a crime

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

Fully auto with the chopper

Make a op a drop up

That's the same shit that's sending niggas straight to lock up

That′s the system put in place they use to try to stop us

The same system put in place that niggas always fall for

Far from where I was

Guns, drugs, twelve con run

But I′m still a felon, if I fuck up then I'm done

Where I′m from, niggas that don't tough up get stomped on

And niggas that get looked at as a target get locked on

I ain′t going back to jail

That's a dump

Five years later, all that jail talk is just a

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Go on and run off his twelve on his ass

Load up the chopper if they tryna clash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

He used to run with a gun and a mask

He used to take all your shit in a stash

Now he a good boy, used to be bad

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

Flashback, digital dash

I′ve been sinning away all the feelings inside

I'm feeling the feet and feeling the miles

Running the streets, dodging the signs

Run from the heat, stay with the iron

Cop killing me, that's not a crime

I′m selling weed, I′m doing five

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

I've been sinning away all the feelings inside

I′m feeling the feet and feeling the miles

Running the streets, dodging the signs

Run from the heat, stay with the iron

Cop killing me, that's not a crime

I'm selling weed, I′m doing five

I′m selling weed, I'm doing five

I′m selling weed, I'm doing five