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this bitch lil nigga too cold I did this shit all by myself
I ain't gotta sell my soul I been getting a lot of money but a nigga wanting more and I been

so you ain't shit
Gunpowder shots in the dark, pour the proper off my black lips
Chicken grease in the chapstick
Known by the bank as Mr. Back End

And 1000 Italian thots
Who never been hit by a nigga
From the block
Making all this money
I Don't Sell rock
Least not a alot
I mean kinda not
I mean I'm

pulled over two or three times, bout a fuckin' tint

On my block, it's one way out like a fuckin' tent
Mar got this shit on lock, like he Shawn Kemp
Twin

get my lunch in
Do I blame myself for what the funds did?
Even though I get the funds by the hundreds
Learn to stack, don't blow it on no dumb shit
What

from seeing abuse in the home
Her dad left her momma alone
She lost her mind finding peace in patron
Just like our nigga who raised on the block
No

I go by the Mike, The Son, The son of the mic
If you're sleeping on me, that's a milli over night
Never moving left, I'm too busy moving Nike
Stay in

stacking them dimes nigga
I dropped a deuce in my soda pop
Crop him like photoshop
Drop a nuke and explode his block
Stay in the field and I'm shoulder

by my own
So when I'm on, I have to tell them bitches
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Green light, I'm in go mode
I took off, they moving slow-mo
Had my

face swollen up
Way u go na ose u mama ask u hw u manage
What do you know about going to an opp boy's block and doing up a straight madness
Civilians

wild.
Yo yo yo

Her name was Namaste , I think I met around the way
You could tell she was bad, from about a block away
So I pulled up on a her, I stared

up by the opps cuz you know that we on sight (yuh)
Benjis on the left, and the benjis on the right
Livin the life that got other people dreaming
Fancy

a splash
Time a mil by itself find di x ina maths
Frm di nto a di song dtr deh ondi track
Party 2nite motorcade road block
Halie n Jody look how mi girl dem

on the gang well aight bet
Watch him get boomed
Smoke in the air we gon clear up the room
Drive by in the v watch the whip go zoom
Had a good day but might be

Ay,Ay
A couple of shootas run up in yo crib
A couple of demons they storm up ya block
He try to get by but that nigga got caught like ohhhh
oh
my

by some drug dealers
Now I'm into rap so I keep some slugs wit me
Nigga think I'm cap imma leave some slugs in him
Put him on the map man I thought he

these drugs
I done been wronged by these plugs
First one to swang out on luck
I don't want you smoking higher than me
High
Cuz I don't want you flying

speak to me if you ain't grown
I wrote this shit off the top of the dome
She broke my heart and it's chrome, this why I smoke by my own
I did this shit

like a two-minute rush
That means I'm working towards the goal the clock moves and I crush
Any opposition blocks are getting moved with a thrust
And I

I get in a jam
I told you once, D.F.N. is the movement
If you ain't caught it by now, then you goofy
Out in L.A. and we make us a movie
This more than

covered in crumbs and cheese
And cut up tomatoes
Seems like this whole abode has been hit
By an F5 tornado

How were you raised
Did you grow up with a maid

a bitch
I just love for the strong, and that's why I annoy them
Yeah, heart still froze
Gave my love to the streets, I'm surrounded by stress
I'm way too

Demon , always trying drag me back need to switch my habitat
Demon, always trying steer me wrong you know I ain't having that
Put in that work by my

niggas by myself, technical foul, free throw

Yeah, I'm young, rich, and black
I swear to God, they hate this negro
Opps tried to kick my doe in, I shot