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my the liver
We deep in the sprinter get hit through the mirror
2 automatics is up in the attic
Starring and grilling you don't want no static
Word

with my poster, solo
Too many drinks in my system, yolo
Surrounded by too many women, oh no
Making a song bout this shit off the dome Though
Hopped off

songs
Getting litt
That's what I do
My own mans hated on me
Yea them niggas see through
Used to be nothing
Now niggas watching
Like a preview

Niggas

this ain't Martell
Side by side Benzs lined up parallel
Thought I was broke but I had a nightmare
Ooh
Yea I had a nightmare
Ooh
Yea I hade a nightmare

But that was just for grandma's eyes
Stories just never applied
Till some trouble in my life
Got me on my knees
To get me through these tests
When no

want all my Niggas making it far
Fuck all the fame
If they know who we are
Then it's easier for them to beg
I do the shit by myself on the reg
Work

it's touchdown Eastrand on sight, you know its trouble
I gave them a taste with your girl, and she most probably gonna need a double
You know I don't

Man, i feel like i'm back at the finish line
Yeah I'm thinking of quitting but i'm seeing signs
The madibaz been clearing the vision
And seeing

different colors, it shine through the struggle
Got bitches on bitches, I fuck by the doubles
You niggas in trouble, no room for rebuttals
I promise my spot

sleep on my back cause its good for my spine
Its cause I'm generic
No man is an island except me
I took a bone and dug a mote around my feet
I filled it

dawg
Never double tapping but she lurking on my pics
Your bitch is a fan dog
He told me to come over put some work in On the dick
Nah you ain't my man

They tryna claim they were ten toes down but they were never around
Had to get my shit back they hacked my account
Niggas acting cheap by the day

to
Lift me up, bail me out, need a bitch that tell me how
The joke is all you bitches who been sleeping on me until now
Speed in the sprinter
This that heat

full force dick

Man

These nyans crazy smoking on some weed while hanging with little babies
Singing to that one song by Mariah Carey

MF WHAT'S WITH

years brought down by a scuffle
Now we're ending shit off like a couple motherfuckers in trouble
This shit done put me in a bubble, where the rubble at?
I

double
Excuse for the slur yeah the Quagen makes me mumble
I came here for profit only thing I made was trouble
I was chilling in the party I ain't mean

There's trouble off to starboard
As you drift out on the sea
A blazing sun or stormy gale is all there seems to be
There are many ways a man can take

extend a hand 'cause I tried to meet him
The trouble is you're trapped; you don't want and I don't want him either

(pre hook)
Come on baby lets go, back

by the chin 

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I have a story

a loner 
And rollin like a stoner you look so all alone ya
Even with your man there standing by your side shit
God damn girl how I wish I'd known ya
And how

Step to the scene like a proud owner 
Of this boss feeling that I got inside
You're standing there lookin like a loner hey yeah
Even with your man

of 
You niggas can smash all of you niggas attached 

Me and YJ yall niggas in trouble 
I ball like im jimmy when he in the bubble 
Need me a freak who just

murdered in September
By a man I called my brother
She lay in eternal slumber
Her soul, peaceful, sombre
Brother punished for murder
Now my worlds gone dark

my name 
Purposely a stranger to the man that i became 
Never out the house, she liked to move all by herself 
Talking talking talking, she was quiet