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Now I know there’s not
Don’t look at me
when you’re repping tank top
Don’t drag your feet
When you’re stepping my block
Don’t bend to see
When you’re

really like the lil bro, great ideas in his head
Always gotta keep the family close, mob ties like drizzy said
Only walk by Flawless rules, now I got y'all

From rags to riches
What we’re building generations on
Ya this that type of song you pull off with the top back
Ya this that type of music you might need

Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack

pissed on
She say my love is like a drug that she been fixed on
But she don't listen
I want a video vixen
I been tripping
Fuck a name
I'm thinking bout one

you'll feel it from the top to bottom
Spreading through your bones 
To your fingertips that grip the bottle
I'm calling all shots, drown in all shots

a goner
Ike abi you warn am?
Say if e try ISIS wey go haunt am 
Me I no dey biz I drink my sprite with some vodka
Blow on some taba while I chill by nshorna

and some shell top Adidas
Or like in 87 nigga fighting over Filas
Beating on your chest and flexing like a gorilla

Talking that shit
Judgemental and shit

Dysfunctional child
My eggs are scrambled
Isn't it grand
Just what I wanted
And I bow on top, too
Terrible 22 card pickup
Everything goes wrong

liberate
The world we know

Lovers entwined, unaffected by time
Watch it burn, in the fire

You can't catch up if you're first place
I'm lonely at the top in

psychological
I rather be in solitude
My Friends is all sobbing too
Copping licks
Popping shit
Pills for potion
Shots for bliss
Artificial love
Petty smiles

drops
Turn nothing into a crop
Croppin' her picture for Instagram gettin' digital love
Top notch, still she can't move of my crotch
Flashback to the new

같애 그들의 skill, butta
people wants. How
they over-perfomin
(그가 짝) 사랑하는 그들의 눈길은
유명하지 않은 이들의
승차는 거부해
you can't buy love by money n
fame butta 사랑 본
적 없지 애초에

niggas amazed by the trick
No sci fi
Just a mother fuckin' freestyle you dig
Man I be quick to chop a mother fuckin beat into piece
I slice dice shred any

still you got
Children playing by the sea
The language different so they gone now
Always wishing it was me

Late nights and the trauma
Eating away at my

out that truck and I hop in the drop
Hit from the back but I love her on top
What would you do for the cash?
Care what you do for the cash
I'm talkin'

I'm with the chatter
No, I'm with the cheddar
Rare to the lettuce, lettuce, bet it
Shawty love J.I.D. like I'm a fetish
Mind over matter, can't trust

that a song could release
So much love and potential, enough for one to see
One CD, one song, one voice, one beat
One synth, one snare, one drum, one

Yeah

Trapped in my depression's what I fear
I can see the end
Tip-top, give me my shot I'm bout to drop

I tend to overthink things and that's my

time you look at me
I fall
Forget the pain that has been caused
Just always remember it's not your fault

Give me peace I'll give you hope
I'll love you

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

somewhere
Alone, don't know
What's left what's goin' on
Heading for the top what she say?
Prolly want me, don't need me
On my own in my own zone
Hate me back

Yeah
Yeah…
Ok
I go by the name of D.O.M
Definition of Musicc mane
Look
Smoking Indoor and Its outstanding
Dommie Dom so Outlandish
Selling grams till

We are young but we is not dumb
So I stay with a drum
Baby love me so I gave her the thumb
In her but like a plum
What y'all thought I was wack
It's