Yeah, motherf*cker 

 One man, I don't need a big mob motherf*ckers
 One man, yall can't [bad word] with this, 
 Dice Game 
 One man, yeah one man 
 Ya'll

 This might be the last time, this might be the last rhyme
 they might bless nines, they might hit me 
 they might get me, I might have that with me
 I might get dumb with that fifty.
 they might be frisk me, I might be clean, 
 I might not be, yeah that's.. 
 'cause I might have heard you drop someone 
 call the cop you saw that fifty I might to have history 
 I might leave whiskey, I might leave Henny, 
 I'm longer in the tooth but I'm longer in the.. 
 I'm Miley yeah I heard I was gonna like me 
 but had the gram won't fight me 
 I might black out, pull em mack out, clap out 
 switch she's a little trap out, just flat out 
 yeah this rap is getting too much height
 so I last shout strike, with super human mike 

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 Yeah I don't need the squad, ask around to say easy ground just 
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 One man, whip your heart to ten and all I spark em in is, one man 
 at the time I checking your own squad for getting out of line motherf*cker 
 I'm one man, that's me, and all I need to make you bleed and suffer.

 I Gave more to the ghetto straight bullets, 
 OG ran to max and the mission 
 [bad word] that, tell me where the money at 
 all I care about is the hundred that's [bad word] that yeah
 a lot of yall faith 
 so I'ma face, I don't [bad word] so I treat em all like 
 I don't duck and tip toe around the place 
 before is buck and turn it to a powl mistakes, 
 why relate similar back ground you don't back down 
 you late met down cash cows 
 my whole fows mistake, I turn nothing into a problem papes 
 something for you fakes, eyes full of hate full of smile to face, 
 claiming that you hope and shot the [bad word] up, 
 self contain motherf*cker. 

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 That's that realness, 
 Dice Game