Back in the Lab

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Duley

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Smoking this gas got me in a zone, making these hits right off my phone
Back in the lab one more time then I'm gone
Yeah, I'm just tryna show you niggas how I've grown
Yeah, I might call this a baby flow, can't wait til my shit on the radio
Smoking that gas got me faded, them niggas outdated
I love my supporters who waited
5 got me thinking I'm getting complacent
They not fucking with me, them niggas be lacing
Writing my own lines, niggas be tracing
Ridin' my own wave, niggas be drowning
I'm back on that BandLab, there ain't no bitch in the world that I feel like I can't have
I keep it a hunnid, these niggas can't even do half
They swear that they funny, ain't making me laugh
They swear they got money, they swear they got motion
They swear they got motion, ain't making no profit
I used to be fucking with bragging and boasting, when I got that real money, knew I had to stop it
Feel like I'm the one, my bro said there's some truth to that
Making songs at 3 am, my girl not used to that
My love for her everlasting, put that shit on 5
Don't got six to hold my casket, so I cannot die
Born on April 7th, so you know I'm on my Aries shit
And I only ate her out, cause I know I'm a marry it
Damn, my bro got that 9, I know what his intentions are
And I focus on my rhymes, cause I know it's gon' get me far
Took me a break, I was on a hiatus
Bitch tryna f*ck, cause she thinking I made it
Need me a big ass crib that's gated
She blowin' my high, I told her she got it
Smokin' that Za got me nodding
Smokin' that Vape got me buzzing
I'm rockin' with Marni, that nigga more than my cousin
Bro sippin' that Barney, got lines by the dozen
Smokin' this gas got me in a zone
Making these hits right off my phone
Back in the lab one more time, then I'm gone
I'm just tryna show you niggas how I've grown
Reincarnation
Ridin' through the city, feel like free-car nation
Might just drop the top, I'm wit' vert, you know we racin'
Niggas talkin' to the cops, tryna beat the case he facin'
And my shooter still locked, I need him free ain't talkin' Mason
I'm tired of seeing bad news on the TV
Back in the day, I was shootin' them BB's
Blue and Red beams, they shootin' in 3D
I shoot for my dreams, but I'm never sleepin'
I'm doing my thing, them niggas not peepin'
He ain't got no aim, them niggas be purpin'
I'm handling my shit better than Irving
And I'm makin' that money like magic
Got a badass bitch to eat up the johnson
My niggas be servin' them addicts, while I be makin' my money off AD and Bron
Tryna get to 81, feelin' like Kobe
Rememberin' shit that my grandfather told me
Listenin' to everything grandmother tell me
Tryna make sure that my listeners felt me
Puffin' on that Lost Mary
Thinking bout my losses
I be missin' all the men we buried
Hangin' around with bosses
Yeah, I promise you can't carry me
Told that hoe that she can't marry me
I'm on go, no counter-strike
Put down the stick, who down to fight
And they stay on my dick so you know they gon' bite
I got the ear like Mike no Tyson
Designer brands, don't ever entice me
I'm tryna get me some fans out Thailand
I'm out with my men, they got cannons, they wildin'
I'm tellin' my young boys, stop with the violence
I do it for them, I do it for me
Don't do it for free, but I still be stylin'
Smokin' this gas, got me in a zone
Makin' these hits right off my phone
Back in the lab one more time, then I'm gone
I just had to show you niggas how I've grown

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