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big deal nevertheless
Lyrics stupid smell putrid flow
Is all that's left
Flip to another chapter lyricism is a factor
Matter fact it is the matter
I'm

for a nigga to smash (fuck 'em)
That's a part of gang banging (I swear)
I ain't doin' nothin' bad (nah)
Got stamped when I was fourteen (fourteen)
When

no license
Cutthroat shit, rob you for your diamonds
Surrounded by killers and they moving silent
If I make one call then they sliding
I'm in

I ain't been home in like six months
We've been fucking for a few years
When I left, you shed a few tears
Had another nigga by New Year's
So tell me,

stop fight me down my black people ain't no clown
Once we get the wisdom you would be falling down
We just need to unite we will win the fight
Just give

pulling up looking bummy
Yo you know that ain't no good
Get clowned like that in my hood
A skinny minnie told me that my wood was pretty
How Im not gone be

pulling up looking bummy
Yo you know that ain't no good
Get clowned like that in my hood
A skinny minnie told me that my was pretty
How I'm not gone be vain

Sometimes wanna be your lover
Sometimes wanna lay all day wrap Up in these covers

Ain't quick like a drive by
Tell them niggas bye bye
Feel like we the same

a limp cause I gotta a wad of cash
Talking all quick cause I really gotta dash
Hogging all drinks man I feel like ima crash
K u the shit? Homie you ain't

phones I ain't even open
Once the pack gone, I switch the numbers, no reloading
I be golden gun toting, stay strapped like a Trojan
Hollow tips, fuck

Mmmhmm
Hmmm interesting
Now you're preeing you're the one I got my interest in
Juelz boy tryna invest in
Tell me now if you're with it we don't need

In my head
Inside I'm dead
I got my bread
But I need you by me
That ain't enough
Buy all this stuff
But life is tough
I just want to feel free
I may

Wake up in the different place
I start to think who am I
Come back to me all this fuckin' question
I pop a red pill
Still fuck wit me I know how it feels

bys, cook up like 5 guys
It was me & 5 guys
Whole car packed
Whole car strapped
Fully loaded mac
Black-black!

Light the dope my niggaz smoke all kinds

for me
Have her gun by her side with me
Late nights she would slide with me
Bonnie Clyde she would die for me
And if she came up on some money she would

Now bring the mothafucking beat back 
I ain't here to play with u niggas 
I spit black, no cap 
Enquanto tas a ostentar figas 

Fuck atenção I got

in the cold hearted
Streets  where it ain't jus flowing on my beat
Bitches passed around the team 
Living a dream call me a king or call me a Stupid

last week
She said she wanna come by, keep me company
I told her baby slow up I ain't what you think
Another rapper out here looking for a new one

i'm pitiful
Drunk with all my guys
No one walking by my side
Really girl tell me the truth
Is it me or you don't lie
Am I what you want
Am I what you

on yo bitch while she got yo son so a nigga had to keep it pg
And I ain’t talking Paul George either
Killing niggas like nas on ether
Claim you a king

I didn't wanna put this on you
But i been waiting for your call for about 2 hours
If you don't hit me back I don't know what I'll do
It ain't no

And I was her wild child by a country mile
A hell raising natural born sinner
But I was her baby, too
She said son, I believe in you

She sees

the world, all by himself
He does it all, with nobody else

He's The Wanderer, wandering the world on his own
He's The Wanderer, wandering the world all alone

ribs
Got babyback on my plate, I need a bib
That boy is lying, he telling a fib I can tell by his voice and the quivering lips
I don't feel any fear when