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niggas wear fake shit
Tryna holla at the same bitch
Wow, yall niggas on some lame shit
It's giving that you rob
Because you can't keep a job
But my job is

but be still trapping
I tie the weed bag up back up when I'm done
Call that gift wrapping
I know some haters wish I was done
But imma keep snapping
You

different
I turn a negative to positive
All else irrelevant

So, keep your fact checks
I think we all had enough
Of big-tech ran by little blue check mark

his day be bleak
Oh yeah push up
My baby working me
We gone get this money stack it up by any means
2B & BlackStar that's perfect symmetry
In the end

a bit in the evening, even
Right now, I need to stretch
I know a little lake we can lay by while there's
Still a lil day light left, let's
Check it out,

You were just a lil’ boy
wrapped inside a beard.
You sang with such a gentle voice; it was kinda weird.

How you came in on your one-trick pony full

hard til outta bounds 
with no handouts to help me off the ground'
i mix it up in the blender 
the trap hold me up like suspenders
i sip my lil tea like

picked like a tulip
They know my name dont be asking like who this
You niggas boring don't hear when yall speaking
Talk on my name bet get gone by

want some lashes

I'm pushing P, I keep it gangsta every single day
I'm always worried 'bout myself, lil boy, I never hate
Yeah, that's the difference

the squad
Call it mta
Had to make a change,
Only show love if you the same
Niggas die everyday ,
Keep my closes ones by my side
Blicky in that dior bag,
Pull

Like she was on a feeder
If the pussy ain't good
Then I prolly won't feed her
Lil' homie you can keep her
'Cause I really don't need her
I ain't worried

RcPPERS STcKING THEY CLcIM SO IM THIRD UP C HcD TO GET THcT STRcIGHT RESPECT THOSE BEFORE ME ITS O.T.H.c. BUSTc RHYME LIKE TREVOR SMITH COULDN'T FUCK WITH

Gone smoke lil bruh he keep on speaking down on my name

So we gon' spin, spin, we gon' spin
We in the fishbowl with them drakes
Speak on Zay, we take

I'm feelin', hope I can't keep you by my side
Little shawty told me she tired of the lies
I had to find out who gone ride find out who gone slide

in cell, I was eating baloney
Feeling like bank I was all by my lonely

But the opps they know what we into
I swung the block, right out of the rental

what you want
Can't say that I'm broke or I had my handout
I do what they don't, I get the cash, put it up ain't no burning out (at all)
She a lil vibe,

a jit
So before you get to talking, is it really worth it bitch?
If you ain't know the name then I go by Lil Paula
I've been heat on these tracks since

It's me and Lil Pack, nickel and dime, keep the piece on my lap
I know they wanna see me collapse
I know they wanna see me relapse
All good, they wasn't

wanna cut my ties
Woah, I'ma keep it a buck, cause I don't feel the way you do
My heart is cold as winter '96
We ain't never click and I'm sorry if you

He don't wanna race
Fuck up out my face
Catch em in a dive by shoot em in The face
Running from 5 0
I keep 'em on a chase
Roll that boi up smoke em

got my gun, nigga
And if you heard that "click clack"
You better run, nigga
Yes I'm back
Yeah I'm back, speaking all facts
Every time I hear y'all lil

what they say 
Imma keep it real for my golden state

On our way to the top
Up the hill we don't stop
Making moves on the clock 
After hours on the block

Stupid dog on the beat, yeah bitch we came 313
Captain save a hoe lil nigga I wouldn't save a bee
My nigga came from Kentucky he down in Tennessee

go out I keep a Blicky tucked
And it's fuck you to them guys Scheming
Pull up on yo block with the tires Screehing
RIP to screech you can't get Saved