Project 96 (feat. August)

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Epic Never trust a hoes, rather learn from my silly
past Never never last, if you mess with the projects
Pussy with the gang, wolves movin' with the game
In my heart, pretend to code like it's cop out with a Rolex

Shiny side nigga, but the niggas are the coldest
Oh shit, rollin' with my brothers, and the bitches are boneless
You know this, I guess it's the greatest, and what they would just notice
Look, uh, past is death, I got to erase

The manifest about my bars, and you know I'm like, what's that
I said, but my dopeness is highly debated I could've gone even if I was masturbated
Ain't a lover boy, but a nigga hate it Said that I'm the greatest, but I'm underrated
Two-faced nigga, so I'm not afraid to face it

I had to stay patient, for years I was waitin
Okay, could've been a feature, but I switch ain't a fly
Now the oppas in the library, they think I ain't fit, can't say it's bigger
I'm a certified nigga, and I ain't sure if I guess

I already pretty quick about it, can't dime a thug
And my dealer is the drug, sippin' on some insulin in the mag
And I never move slow, I'm the oppa to the slugs
You don't put me through a circuit, but the people call me plug

What you know about showin' love
Lovin' on a baby, didn't know she was a slug
Goddamn, I've been mixin' my venator with a Montclair
Sister or your cousin, you can never bring your mom here

Comin' with a stick, nigga, bringin' all the drums
Yeah, Miley with the load, that's a different type of drug
Yo, Spongebob nigga, I be suckin' all the hate
And he makin' me a big favorite number to an eight

Thug aesthetic, I done did it
Robbin' Wheeler, Wonka, Chocolate Tire, freakin' business
I'm like Killin' Millie, trust me, I made millions
Run a band like Skillies, time to get the finish

All the buyers, man, I don't need no winners
Girls are feelin' some, you probably lost some niches
Freakin' makin' pig mixin' dough, I see what he's beggin
And the one that's down there probably just a shakin

Feet takin', start sweatin', all year in a passion
Body start sweatin', callin' me Uncle Ruckus
I'm creatin' now, it's probably eight when I started did it
Damn, 13 years, I'ma have my first blunt turn 16 years

And I'm still havin' some straight 13 years
I'ma have my first chain turn 16 years
And it's ice in my veins, it's crazy
Young turn niggas only makin' all the impact

Talk about the bag, yeah, you know I'm finna get that
Took loose change and it turned into big racks
My girl's an afro, she know that I dig that
Feelin' like baby, cause the price got paid

Started feelin' like Seth, cause the beast got slayed
Went school and the fam was surprised by my grades
Went trap and the gang was surprised by my age
Her name Rose, but I got her a Daisy

Feelin' like nasty, cook, I'm brave
Can't do nothin', only God who can make me
She swallowed her pride when she swallowed my brain
Smokin' my kind, man, she givin' me slop

And now I'm on phone, Bible's up in three and she got rabies
247, straight three, 625, got the ball in my court
And I ball all the day, probably be the greatest
Now I got a lot of hair, so Eminem

I see if I'm hittin' on Hailey
Smokin' on wood, came out of the hood
Still lookin' this good like my mom's Evaiti
Paid me, so I was like Asian, no tricks

Don't give girls, so I was don't care if they're Daisy
Had to switch the flow, cause the flow gone crazy
My girl ain't less, my girl went 80
Came with a killer, went back with a gram

Man, I went Middle East, came back with a lamb
Hold your bro like a clam
Tell the truth like I'm tramp
And I probably got your n***a trendin' on me

Got my mind set in the hood like it's H2O
Said I'm probably not talkin' bout war
Clams hit a goal, so I put up in the club
With my freakin' chase, so like just when I'ma slow it

Threw two thots through his head, man
You sure I'm a sign, man
You know I can never be a thot
All cause Kim with the plot

I got crack in the pop, I know, don't call me hard-boiled
Nike on me, gotta match with the chicks
Sleazy got me thinkin' bout my first step
Call Cardi on me, cause I'm always off set

Use voice notes, I be too tough to text
Fits, then I sweep, cause the scene was a miss
Both ass together, I gotta stay blessed
Got so high, started livin' in a nest

Man, I'm lookin' so fly, I should own a private jet

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