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Almighty Suspect - Graffiti Lyrics

[Intro]
Bigg Boo the Beat Junkie
I'll hit a nigga block up
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me

[Chorus]
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me, on the gang

[Verse 1]
Where I'm at, it get greezy
With yo bitch getting easty
I'm smart with a Glock, bitch, I get geeky
I just met the girl, man, she tryna get freaky
I don't need you, bitch, you need I
If a nigga touch me, he could die
On my Tom Brady shit, how I cheat and I lie
Ho, I'm just like the temp in July
That shit fake, love me from a distance
She don't want me, just my riches
This yo girl in the crib washing dishes
Bitch, I ball on my opps like the Pistons, nigga
I'm up next, put me in, coach
Ten bands, twenty bands, that's a big loaf
Now I'm in first class but I been coach
Now I got a lotta strips but I been broke
[Chorus]
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me, on the gang

[Verse 2]
AM, it's the gang, I'm immobile
Told that bitch suck my dick 'cause I'm vocal
They don't know you, on the gang, 'cause you local
Big dog, niggas know, bitch, I'm global, on the gang
Rap game, I'm the savior
This my time, bitch, I feel like the mayor
And yo girl wanna fuck, I'ma slay her
But, bitch, I'm broke if you asking for favors
I don't need ice, bitch, I came in hot
I don't even fight, bitch, I came in Glock
Thirty-two shots, bitch, you came and stop
Yo [?] L, bitch, you came and flopped
Ho, I'm a fool with a Glock 17
Hit five niggas on his block, that's a team
"Sus, what you do with the Glock?", something mean
Whole lotta red on his top, that's a beam, on the gang
[Chorus]
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me
I'll hit a nigga block up like graffiti
Lotta niggas gon' try, they can't be me
Bitch, I'm fly and I make it look easy
But this real life, bitch, believe me, on the gang