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Traffickin

Fed-X

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[Verse 1: The Jacka] 50 keys in my trunk on a lonely highway Tryna lead the life, niggas lose they life broad day Make the broad pay if she wanna be in my presence Got locked several times but I looked at that as lessons Look at all the bread and possessions that I'm blessed with Shoulda stayed home but instead makin' more shit Pop hundred boxes of ziplocs the fiends jock I got that pure, set my lure, cast my line out You don't understand the grind don't try to find out My nigga sold a thousand birds in a wired house Now he locked until the end up in the pound box We gotta die but hope we live till the world stop Cuz it's for real out here in the world (?) (?) burn, a fed they didn't tell you bout Life, when you deal white, ain't no turnin back Probly throw away your life tryna earn a rep [Hook] Cocaine, heroin, I'm in the traffickin Birds fly down south I had to get it in Gettin money's what it's bout, stayin richer than them I take control of the drought with more weight than the gym (2x) [Verse 2: Berner] That money keeps comin' in, I can't get enough of dem They say they're hustlin but really they're strugglin I'm lookin' for 20 chem, I just sold a hundred purps I just made a hundred thou, I'm lookin for more work Kush man, Mr. Got it when there's none left Trunk full ride around dirty in the sunset Ten racks, two movers, that's a big lug (?) Big cash, big stash spot in my truck No pass get whacked if you try and test Me and Jack keep big guns that'll make a mess Kingpin with this weed shit where I'm from You wonder why I'm caked out? Cuz I started young Waitin for that brown truck, yea the UPS He sent 30 racks I'm just waiting on the rest I'mma cake out when it's all said and done Me and Jack sittin back, waitin for the drug to come [Hook] [Verse 3: Lee Majors] I had to get it in, I pushed a lot of kicks What you know about a bus ride with a couple bricks? I really did it man, ran through a lot of cash I know Colombians and Mexicans that get it man But niggas never stick together like the ages man I'm in Miami coppin tree from a Haitian man I'm on the beach with a cold beverage in my hand I got a stick in my ear that weigh a couple grams A model chick waitin on me, feedin hand I'm in a coke white suit with a gangsta ????? This watch on my arm it cost a lot of money This ice in my chalm I'm lookin really stunny Marc Jacobs on the frame cuz its real sunny I'm bout to hop in this whip with a snow bunny Hit a couple corners, prolly drop the top Hit the mute on the deck I think I see the cops Prolly wanna yank me, I think I got his daughter One million first week like Dwayne Carter Internet pimpin, I'm goin real hard I need to hit the lot, flip me a new car [Hook]
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