Lyrics:
I don't wanna be the same
I don't wanna switch my lane
Girl you got me sipping lean
This ain't no fuckin game
Aye this ain't no fuckin game (starflexx
Where's my best friend i think that they should pull up
I got a drink mix it with the coca cola
Iont give a fuck if you was thinking that you know us
Fresh to death how I look I'ma ten
Fuck it up had to run up them ends
Mix the logo that shit finna blend
Fresh to death mean I'm fresh till the end
about how ladies have these dudes sewed up
How a lotta dudes fall lame to the game
It's goin' down
This pussy got you hooked, pussy got you hooked
Uh-huh, Yes, sir ski (Brrttt)
Know, what the fuck going on (Duhh)
I ain't say that shit in a minute on bro
Aye never..Yes, sir
Uh-uh..NBF
the beat up in my hands. I'm bout to spam I'm gonna be(Yea)
What I am called and naw. I cannot be what they want me to be, but
Purified by Holy water got Aba
to John Meneill
The type to start a beef then run to the cops
When I see you in the street got one in the drop
When I'd rather be on tour getting
to John Meneill
The type to start a beef then run to the cops
When I see you in the street got one in the drop
When I'd rather be on tour getting
Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me?
I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me
Now, it's gettin crazy
still here on my, on my
Got a brand new feel every time that I've been dropping shit
On the real, this too surreal to my click on poppin' shit
Shit was
Twenty one shots one each for the year that I live
Fucking weird that I give
No fucks when it gets
So fucking immense
When the drugs in the mix
You
kicked the bass like an NFL punter
And scoped the booty like a big game hunter
I said to the girl, "Yo, you look tired
Let's go get some rest, relax by
on her chip
Ima Kick her to the curb an homie she dont got no whip
She jus wanna get a check but bitch u not up in my mix
Only rolling wit the crew we
a relief
I've got some new questions
How interesting
There's a lot I don't know
I don't like not knowing
It's ok to not know
I'm kinda free not knowing
I
worthless check
I'm about to burst this Tec at somebody to reverse this debt
Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged
Full of venom and rage, especially when
less, all of that cap, flex
Don't really care about the next, hit, all that I need is the Chex Mix
A lot of people talking like they found themselves
Whole Lot Of A sense -
Went from rags to riches I ain’t sacrifice a lamb
If he a rat get rags and stitches scare him off make em scram
Why they
on the move
Ain't got time to choose
Catch 'em in the parking lot
They already off the juice
Blast 734 in 732
This just what we used to
Watch out you'll get
cost a lot, nigga
On my AR, it got a this nigga
On my Glock it's a swish but I don't switch, nigga
Make that one call, we'll slide, we'll blitz,
Got the game in a lock
Every time that I drop
Know it gotta go bang
Imma keep it hot
Know that I can never stop
Keeping everything I got
Imma make it go
of old me
Forever hot headed but never got cold feet
Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats
Clique so deep we take up the whole street
I
My big homie helped me out and took me by the house
All alone in the room, I was having doubts
First session, I almost couldn't finish it
Tongue game
think about my life before I die
This one got me being careful with the things I tie
You can do a lot of things it worsens when you lie
So please be
Most of our people are
Comfortable
Dey kan't see past da trap
Life ain't no game nigga
My Bruh got shot by sum gang banggahz
I done been on da
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