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CIA

 

CIA

(album: $oul $old $eparately - 2022)


Let's not waste no motherfucking time (Aw, yeah)
(Wow, haha, yeah) Check, check
(Yeah) Mic' check, check, check
You know what I'm sayin'? This type of shit, bitch
Mic' check, check, check (Yeah)
I put a bow tie on and hard bottoms on for a ho (Bitch)
Mic' check, check, check (Uh, yeah, yeah)
Go eat the bitch up, pussy bitch (Yeah, uh)
Mic' check, check, check (The drink was good)
Bitch, I need the check, check, check (The Swisher good)
Yeah, uh, yeah

I did this album off pages ripped out my diary
Confessions and hard lessons, killers confide in me (Yeah, yeah)
I hear the deuce around D'USSÉ and he gon' slide with me (Yeah)
Need my money back, you can't ever YK Osiris me (Hahaha)
Did it all, extortions to the bribery (Yeah)
Banned from Instagram, still making millions, they can't silence me (Nah)
Ex had set me up, her brother robbed me 'round 2003 (Bitch)
Tryna get some pussy bumping Jagged Edge I Gotta Be, I'm tryna be
Too legit to quit, just hit a lick and served two in a split (Yeah)
Four ways, cold thangs, no way I die, old age
Don't stunt around your homies 'less those niggas make they own lane
And if they can't, they knock you out the box, man, it's a cold game
Shortage on the dough, now this fetti funding the campaign
Serving Big Rabbit Rosé, Big Rabbit champagne
Freshmen cover, everybody had they deal except for Kane
Ashamed 'cause I still sell crack and I'm in the rap game

Afraid 'cause I still sell crack and I'm in the rap game
Shot 'em but that fuck nigga made it, I'm on my last days
Youngings doing murder for clout and they post it on they page
CIA, they gave us crack, Instagram and AIDS

Brooklyn introduced me to the smack, poisoning they veins
Sent it to the West side of the 'Raq, Lord, run my chains
Feel like if we link up and squash the beef it won't be the same (Yeah, it ain't the same, nigga)
Shoutout Will Gates mane, folks and 'nem gave me hella game (Yeah, yeah, hella game)
Kane Train smoking (Smoking, yeah), remember them nights that I was broke
I cried on Erica's shoulder and now my tears frozen
Man, I'm just being open, when I was fucking up the count
Ain't have no Audemar yet, I was rapping and hoping (Yeah)
And if this shit was my last album, then I went out the coldest
If this shit was my last album, at least I rap with Otis
Al took me straight to the GRAMMYs, I wasn't expecting that (Nah)
Now if they ask you if you from Gary, they got respect for that (They got respect for that)

Afraid 'cause I still sell crack and I'm in the rap game
Shot 'em but that fuck nigga made it, I'm on my last days
Youngings doing murder for clout and they post it on they page
CIA, they gave us crack, Instagram and AIDS (Yeah, yeah)
Afraid 'cause these devils that infiltrated the rap game
Feel like spending time with my children, I'm on my last days (Yeah)
Youngings doing murder for clout and they post it on they page
CIA, they gave us crack, Instagram and AIDS

Check, check (Yeah, a'ight)
Mic' check, check, check (Don't let that clout fuck you up, nigga)
Mic' check, check, check (Uh, bitch)
Run me my check, check, check (Uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, uh) Mic' check, check, check, bitch
They was barely blow, they was barely there
Cracker-ass and Instagram, nigga (The CIA)
The CIA, nigga, crackers, wherever they
Crack, Instagram and AIDS, man (Man, that's the song)
That's what they did to us, man
That's what we call the CIA

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