From the recording Life Of A Gangster PTSD

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I Need Me That March

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Soulful, Piercing and Grabs You for a Saga You can't Live without. NLE Choppa meets Sada Baby, G Herbo and Gucci Mane.

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I Need Me That March ©3-9-09 (Rev. 5-23/2020)


I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... so I can stack to the Ceilin... I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... and Yea you know the Feelin... yea you Know the Feelin...



V.1
Touched my First sack... Touchin on my Nut Sack... Soundin like I could’ve been raised in the South... wantin Birds by the Flock... Chop’em up by the Ounce...

Want a Lexus on 4’z... half the Price in the Pot... Reasses My first Week... Yea dope sales is Plenty... bag of Stones put me on...

Nuttin smaller than the Twenties... bag Fifties for my Clientele... my eyes on a Jag... yea I learned how to Measure back in Chemistry Class...

My first Jab came from Joliet... Jolly the Giant... in the Jolly Rancher baggies... this is Hustlers’ Science...

Took a Government Check... bought a Half I could Flip... Separate my Whole stash... from the Gun and the Clip...

Bumped off on UnRelated Charges... that’s Part of the Bargain... now I’m here to claim the World like I’m the Florida Marlins...



I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... so I can stack to the Ceilin... I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... and I Know you the Feelin... yea you Know the Feelin...


V.2
Careful in this Time of Greed... it’s Homeys in Need... I been in Need my Damn Self... Come Clean Empire I’m from the Grimiest Breed...

(Got my Mouth and My ambitions and My ego to Feed)... Eatin off a Sleeve... yea... Make you Hungry... Indeed... I tried Robbery...

Un Huh... Recessions a Bytch... I ran Off in Homey Tip... He was already Hit... where the Dope at... Dope Packs... Easy to Sell...

Sellin to them White Folks... Dope sacks don’t Fail... this an Enterprise... move dope... like Burgers and Fries... Merchandise the Narcotics...

Watch a Dope Boi Rise... Manifest my New Projects... Travelers Checks... if I could catch Half a Mil... that Maserati is Next...

I ain’t even here to Funk Flex... yea I’m already Hot... Ain’t No Lipo... I Need that Merch... and Cluckers some ready to Shop...



I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... so I can stack to the Ceilin... I need me that Merch... and I’mma make me a Killin... I need me that Merch... and I Know you the Feelin... yea you Know the Feelin...