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Frontlin3 shit lil bitch!
Look
What’s yo name what’s yo block
Where you be at
Tell em run everything cuz I need that
Lately I been shopping n**ga

Ni**ga
All y'all n**gas speaking on my n**ga name
My n**ga up now on god
My n**ga
All them n**gas in school
That was talkin on my n**ga
My n**ga made

From this side all we do is get the Dow
All these n*gas just dey talk got none to show
We out side and am selling n*gas hope tell ma hope
Tell my

Why do these n**gas be acting like b**ches...
Why do these n**gas be acting like hoes
Turning yo back and they flipping like switches...
Bumping into

the)
So me gyina me nan do me ne me n**gas saying f**k the hate
(Me ne me n**gas saying)
Busy road but we speeding see we getting out of this place

something

Iz OvAlOaD

Yeh

Tell me something

Boi let’s get it

Yeh

Tell me n**ga better tell me something

I gat my n***gaz on another sauce

I’m the n**ga

All these thoughts up in my mind
It got me going crazy
I be in my head so much
Can’t hear what n**gas saying lately
Give a fuck how n**gas feel
You

I need a Rollie on my wrist
Ima call that perfect timing
Why the fuck These n**gas fake
But in my face they be smiling
If a n**ga want a problem
I

Thank you very much like Elvis 
Imma get mines wait till i finish my Lucky Charms
Rollie on my arm Inshallah like i understand Quran

Dubia dreams N#$gas

I done lost my brain
N***ga I done lost my brain
Your b**ch left her brain
N***ga your b**ch left her brain
I just took tha brain off tha f**king

why you try to change me
a lil n**ga kill and now they blame me
main i was born crazy

couz im still thuggin
comming from the ghetto got nothin
dont

and ma d*ck alot
None of you n*gas dey pay for the food that i eat
None of you n*gas dey pay for ma bills so ma n*ga just shut up and leave me in peace 
U

Big bag sh*t
What you tell em Stunna
We get them racks ok, yuh
We get them racks ok
This some EMG sh*t
LA Juan in this muthaf**ka wit my n**ga Stunna

(Emunna Chorus)
Talkin’ on another n**ga name yea what is up with you
I use to do that too, but that s**t aint’ even cool
I can’t gossip like no

cheated on my main bitch (main bitch)
But my side comin back to me

I'm ballin' on these broke n**gas (swish)
Check the highlights on Sports Center (yeah)

Shh shh shhit done shit done changed for a n**ga (Yeah)
It ain't the same, i got caught up in the game
Eliminating the lames playing the game, things

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ohh
N**gas ain’t sliding for me
N**gas ain’t wit me
Yeah
N**gas ain’t sliding for me
No these n**gas ain’t with me
Yeah
Been on my own

Ntro:
Ummmm love me in a coupe rich nigga moving
Chorus:
Cause I'm a young rich N**ga
She like six and seven figures 
If I tell her that I love her,

Sweat'n (huh, huh)
Like bitch pussy got me sweat'n (sweat'n, who, how?)
Shout my n**ga Street doe (skreet, skeet)
(Ooh Street!)
I walk in the club

See what these n**gas want from me
I gotta question tho
These songs
Is like me preaching
I jus had to let ya know
Got demons in my body
Takin on my

I got this money on my mind
Trynna break bread
N we gone chase it
Roll me up another one
My n**ga I’m gone face it
Smokin on gelato
With a bad bitch

on me all day
N**gas wanna hate tell them n**gas to go get a plate


Why these ni**as hatin on a g
Because I'm doing me
They don't wanna see me eat
Man

Copy Copy Copy Copy 
We getting money like monopoly 
You lost in the sauce 
Lets get this all properly 
All of my n**gas they smoking that broccoli

All cap n*gas trolling 
With the gang in this b*tch we ain't folding
I know n*gas knows it b*tch ain't no bragging and boasting only for the chosen