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and dumb
Half-way retarded on the microphone, son
Nike brand condoms: Just Do It
You better get the fuck outta my
Way before I lose it
That's where my crew

Yeah, Black Bannerz!
Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that!
Yahmean? ta ta ta ta ta ta aight, look

Yo surrounded by luxury
My heart is still gutter black

I got a jugg and it's legal im tryna stuff grands in the boot of this vehicle
Loopholes manna fly through em like a eagle if you don't fight for shit

(Swing-ing, with
My Beamer at the car meet
Had to show em i'm a boss
I'm a muthafuckin' G)
That's a little funny
I thought this was supposed to go

Whatever else, cut you by the tail, Yajirobe
In the maze way ahead of my time
Only got one shot to get it right, sight
Learn from me, sworn oath
More money

they made at me fuck you nigga
(Fuck 'em) , yes, stay mad at me
I'm counting all this cash, yeah
I'm too happy (Damn) i'm at a private low
You can't get

my enemies don't, and they all get crushed like styrofoam
Light fire to the world with a quick 16
Track bumpin hard like a Tennessee street
Need to be

from the other room


Hangin by thread

What's left of the rope stuck in my head

Never thought we'd get ahead

But here we are closest to dead

In

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

hungry for success
Or is it just my phone that's humming
Telling me I got something else to do before I get this money
Whoa
Gotta go leave me alone
Back

Aw man I haven't walked on one of these in a minute
Let me just get some things off my chest
While I'm scrolling through my timeline and shit
Yea

Everybody wanna switch up
Ask 'em, do you got a problem with me
I really came from the dirt, I really come from poverty
You don't got to ask about it

Missed out on her chances, now I see just why the bitch bitter
Surrounded by dawgs, told em back on that leash
Saw that bitch fall, won't help her back

else's day, yeah
It ain't really my fault that the money and what come with it
Gon' be my only fantasy
Nothing else 'bout to get in front of me, like
Ahhh

even
Dog, I don't wanna get even
You on a race to the money
And I ain't no more 'cause I already beat it

Pull up in the car with a new bitch in it

the deck 'til the right ones surface
In the meantime
Can't shake feelings of being worthless
The birth of my son birthed a gargantuan urge
To get it by any

of niggas steady tryin'
To get up in your picture
But you crop 'em out because you
Can't see nobody else with you

(You've been waiting)
Yeah, for a long

like groceries that's left
Over, pants be too, ten deep on my shoulder
Smoking on some of that
Learnt when you're older, fool
I don't play by the rules
I

Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown

Getting so bitter i need a minute
I need to figure out how to get figures
Living so broke, I got me some money
I'm living so dope
Move and I'll cook it,

caribbean
Carneval on labour day i love my mama
The hip hop shit we kick is thick
And if you trip you jealous
Motherfuckers get the dick
Cause now we kick in

and the hoods
I just see the same thing:
40 acres and a mule ain't enough for me
Wake up, get you mind off the chain game
I know you're tired of the same thing!

Checking how we balling
This shits a goal
You look straight
Through the piphole
I'm on my way to the
Pinnacle
This Ni**a use to be
Ridicule
I was amazed
By

sauce go grab a napkin  it's dried up i got em dope sick so I'm sellin aspirin  just take a look at all my Niggas u can tell we havin came up off juggin