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don't want no static
We really magic
Abracadabra bruh
Pull out my abacus
Shit isn't adding up
Niggas done gassed you up
You still ain't fast enough
Bitch

bitch know I am not lucky
Keep talking, really, I'm looking for smoke
But huh, now them boys ducking
Hunnid sum, songs in the vault
Really start dropping,

(And place the same penalty, over the head of anyone)
(Who puts his filthy hands out)
(To put in the direction of our women.)
She's been working day by

I wanna get rich
Too quick
Ya bitch got the loose lips
Smoking tulips
They clueless
Who the truth is
But the truth is
We ruthless
Snitch a two-lipped

maybe (No maybe)
We hit this lick then we gravy (Gravy)
Confiscated what we integrated (Integrated)
Call me brother but doing me shady (Me shady)

place
I feel happy
Grateful for my life
And thankful
I still have it
Through all of the madness
Ride in the Maybach them new hits too cold
Discredit

and you know she gone blow
Aye we on da top
He don't want smoke imma go up a notch
Run up on yo block get pop like an opp
Wit this 40 Glock leave em' dead

stressed
City hopping and you ain't call
I ain't even in the door yet
Feel like I been falling way off
They still tell me that I'm up next
I should be up

wanna vibe ain't tryna get harassed
By these horny ass dudes tryna hit it from the back
I said i getchu, i really see the issue
I ain't bout this life so

Yea
I'm a little sick but Imma still get these bars off
Know that
Yea
I come alive in the night time
Lights flashing get rich through the night sky

to turn no one to call when you needed help
I was here for you, baby, but now you left me by myself
I thought we would make it out, but now you going all

the stove, we laid up all night long
Turned on by the rapper you know when she played me her song
talken bout that bitch that I met from Chicago
She love me

up a bag
If you ain't first, you in last
Check it up bitch, you runnin out sad
Got it out the mud, we smokin up bud
Got a bitch wet, and I might have

bitch

Now
Please have a blessed day
Middle fingers to the fakes

Real recognize real
So fuck wit me the longway

Know haters still gone hate
Fake friends

already did nigga
Pockets big as fuck but you could see my ribs nigga
KD build but it's liked by yo bitch nigga
Ain't no thot I'm with the same girl ain't

After 21 years oh boy I'm still alive 
I thank my mother for it all 
And glory be to God 
Lord knows on this journey everyone gone need a guide 
I'm

as I ascend
Thank you for checking up on me
I'm still alive dawg, ducking drive bys
Throwing southpaws
Please tell my babymums
That my mum wants to see

been gone a long time ago
Kept going down that long dark road
I was addicted still crying for help
Now I continue down the road by myself
No one knew

block, yeah, I load up my K
I fucked yo' thot , she gave me top , yeah, she gave me the brain, yeah
These drums get to dumpin', we not in band, but you get

girls hopefully don't see us if we stand still in a freeze
Pictures for their story peace sign up and cheese
Here with ma man Cheus actin' like some G's

they don't wanna hear my thesis
Damn, what a waste
They think they're the feces
Broken dreams only outnumbered by broken leases
We practice looking hard

fuck the police
I do this shit all by myself don't no co-d
You talk that shit behind my back see me and joe me
This bitch trippin think iont know she

need nobody by my side
How we supposed to be only the real but we still got niggas lyin
We always stood together as a unit when the pressure was applied

a bitch
She will one day be your bride

Adlibs
Damn we love her still
She does the opposite
She only love you when she know
That she on top of it
We never