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posted with the killers trying to get mine they respected my g connected me with the streets showed me how to eat loyalty will get you love being a snake

wrong
Gettin tag toed
You be John doe 
Can’t recognize the body
Beat his face up
Think before you snake me for a bitch
That wear hella makeup
Get yo cake

Mood 
I feel like getting fly and on all my Jewels  
Boy You gotta keep it g 
And play by the rules 
Especially if you a dope boy 
Selling that food

know me
You will never be my homie
Slowly start to lose yo grip
Cuz nigga you ain’t shit
You ain’t used to this
Lucid fluid
You know that we do this
Turn

I been stressing the road
It's hard to trust in the process
When you're feeling alone 
You're surrounded by gossip
Everybody turn cold
When they turn

Cut a nigga hand off he try to take mine 
Snakes in the grass name swinging through the grapevines
Bitch I'm from the dirt was raised by a bunch

feet up
By sun up I run up the digits
I’m constantly winning
I gotta get it and go
I’m rapping I’m grinding
I swear I go hard for the Bros
They wiping

I'm incomparable yo 
Fuck your top 10 list eargasm
Slave master to the pen
I'm back at it again if slavery
Was a choice 
I wouldn't be a peasant
Wild

can't finish
Take ya loss
Take ya L
You ain't with it
I could tell just by yo fitted
Lookin like a lick, I might just hit you 
Like a pack of woods
So

my mind right but they way they talking they gone make a nigga lose it
But I ain't bothered by a nigga mad cause he always and forever been losin
Rap

forever’s how I’m supposed to feel
Know your homie mixtape ‘bout a thousand lies
We all are right, my type, I like abiding by
All the ice, fought it off, let

the denim
I always wonder how the ass even fit in
I set records when I finish
I need records like Guinness
I mean waves like Venice
And yeah I’ll get it by

Snakes gone talk a lot I'm focused more on what you ain't said
Family Omerta I grew up not too far from Bankhead
By Hollywood Court
I started from

Nooo won't been no fronting
Wont finesse me no dummy
N.Y.A bee wit no honey.
Cake when I wake
Watch for snakes cause they hate
In yo face smile for fake

by the neck
So pause where I’m standing over all
You got sand up in yo draws
You your mans be hating hard
But I hustle like my god
I ain’t ever giving

What's brakkin woe
Free dummy
Till they make it happen hoe
No cut
Why the fuck you say cappin yo
I play it cool, keep the shit cute
If they watch how I

the snakes were all around 
Now I'm back in grown and I don't do no favors for a child 
You should know it write down like a poet 
Yo bitch need a Heisman by

back
I'm tryna soar too
Flyin through this pack I'm tryna Stack And open doors too 
Plenty niggas watch and hate yo Hoe Adore the crew 
They think they

a bike and the pedal
Goes straight for the shin
I don't know where to begin
I don't know where to begin, yo
I don't know where to begin
I don't know where

this only because no man would teach me 
Learned more from women than you muthafuckers easily 
Feel 33 but 59 like Dpreem Geez these 
Snake come by

Man I'm really glad I made it man I thought almost died though
Man the record was a smash so I guess shout out to Geico
Yo my music get progressive

I'm blessing that thing
You know I got some snakes on me
They rattle they battle their stakes on me
I keep them busy by making some noise
My voice is

I ride with Yeshua
Word of God hit like bazooka, jack man
Wiped clean that's facts man, traps laid, snakes eyes, crap game
Stepped to Christ so

shit if you don't mean it
Had to put my dawg down 'cause I found out he's a snake
And when I looked into his eyes I should've seen it
Now my circle