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Yah, yah, yah
Yuh, looking down on these motherfuckers, falling leaves
I got a bone to pick with you, but not the wishing piece
They want me dead, they want me gone, they want me lost at sea
I want it here, I want it now, I swear I'll never peak
Yah, they took my style cuz they thought it was over
But now little bitch imma kill it
I'm feeling higher than you when I'm sober
But keeping it real, I'm just chillin
Leaving my mark on the game, please don't step in my lane
If you do you get finished
I don't got time for the bullshit, if you do then I know
You must not be winning
I got yo bitch in the back of the whip and she suck on my dick
She the realest
Making them fumble from only a hit, but I hit like a lick
So you know imma get it
I got a call from the mall, now I got to go
They watched me ball til I fall, now I'm boutta blow
Mad Max in this ho cuz we on yo ass, like you left some crumbs
Make yo girl my baby, she suck so good just not her thumbs
I got the gang in the back, they'll time yo 40 when it's time to run
Bad bitch on me up in the party, her cup say solo but she smell like pirate rum
I got a pack and it's packed with funds
They stay mad can't get off my junk
Heard yo track that shit was buns
Skater boy bitch yeah I roll in for fun
All of these shady illusions
That's entertaining amusement
I get paid to get viewed some
While you remain in conclusion
Got S. P. tatted cuz I just got balls, no pads no helment, uh
She got a tan cuz we going out of state, I don't spend mine selfish, uh
Two thick thots backstage at a show, want to rub my pelvis
I'm the best thing to ruin your culture, since Shady or Elvis, uh
I got more to gain us, uh
Flag em down so wavy, uh
Drip so hard it's raining, uh
Kick em down like Sheamus, uh
Temporary pain is gone
My bitch a saint, but not Laurent
Forty miles over, smoking runtz
My opps hungry, eat my nuts
They can try me all they want, yeah I'm posted alone
Ebony switch blade, coming straight for ya throat
Yeah I'm balling sixty minutes, bitch I feel like the goat
You get popped if you try it, mentos with the coke
They tried to pin me to a case, like it's deal or no deal
I told brodie shut it down, cuz they tracking the real
I'm on a very strict diet, only rappers for meals
When it's finally my time please don't tell me to chill
I do it all by my lonely
I do it all to show me
That shit ain't what it seems
Keep some blicks with beams
Keep a solid team
I'm coming, Mean Joe Green
I'm popping beans with feinds
I interrupt your sleep
I'm known to ruin dreams
I'm everything you said I'd never be
I bet you think you got me good, fucking with my enemies
Started off on the wrong foot, mongo push
Fix your energy
But I'm the reason you want to leave
Lose everything I touch and see
Preview three songs and two got leaked
Got stacks on me like centipedes
I been locked in since seventeen
If I fall from a tall place, where will I go
Not a song, just a death note that I wrote
Looking down on these motherfuckers, falling leaves
I got a bone to pick with you, but not the wishing piece
They want me dead, they want me gone, they want me lost at sea
I want it here, I want it now, I swear I'll never peak
They took my style cuz they thought it was over
But now little bitch imma kill it
I'm feeling higher than you when I'm sober
But keeping it real, I'm just chillin
Leaving my mark on the game, please don't step in my lane
If you do you get finished
I don't got time for the bullshit, if you do then I know
You must not be winning
I got yo bitch in the back of the whip and she suck on my dick
She the realest
Making them fumble from only a hit, but I hit like a lick
So you know imma get it
I got a call from the mall, now I got to go
They watched me ball til I fall, now I'm boutta blow

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