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You know it's all for the cash fam
Flashin' on cam, that's yo ass fam
Some niggas hungry and they lookin' at they last gram
Lookin' at the hand, it was dealt, felt they got a bad hand
Still ain't recouped since they got caught up in they last jam
Shit ain't a game where I'm livin', you better tuck your chain
St. Louis been shoveling graves, ain't nothing changed
As many funeral homes as corner stores
Already got tons of guns, they order more, it's all for the dough
Got word that dummy packs touchdown, it's all for the low
Only paid for 300, they offered him more
And we gon' move it cause it's easy bread
But loose lips sink ships, wrong nigga catch word, they leave him dead
Sadly the medic can't save you dawg
They gon' wait till it's all over, come with body bags and scrape you off
Or you gon' cough that shit up for a major loss
And be lucky if they just break your legs and take your cars
That's why my circle so small, it look like a dot
You say too much while you talkin', bitch you look like a cop
You sound like a snitch, we givin' informants rigor mortis
Almost forgot what broke feel like, it's been the longest
Look how I'm livin', 13 acres closer to what they promised
Already live what you niggas dream, and that's being modest
When I take your cake I walk away slow
Ask Armani, been robbin' cats, that's how the game go
This how my name go, Davie Napalm and the game is mine
You got another favorite rapper, I'ma change your mind
You niggas way behind