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Good girls not good girls when they say they good girls I'm not dumb

I don't want no smoke girl just be blunt 

If i party next door will you come & see

You know they sniping from up top

Kush, blowing it like the way I want
Young nigga, sauce drippin'
You know I brought the sauce
That stick, dolo,

I'm the top dog in this fight
Michael Vick on you bitch jetting to the mic
I can pitch shit I can throw you for a strike
Kershaw or Wainwright whichever

Surrounded by a copious amount of smoke
Let's get this dough
I'm all in
I'm tryna blow if y'all would let me
This sour kush aroma hit you like I'm swinging

About the life we lived when we got out the school
Uh, we got drugs by the pound
The bitches coming around
Baby talk to me now
Let me see how you get

acquainted 

I face my fears when my cup is full of danger 

I might pour another drink up 
But I’m already wasted 

Might roll another blunt girl 
But I’m

left,
Levels to the shit, 
The elevator has lept,
Sh*t got carried by grace of my breath,
At the tippy top where I be placing my steps,

You fade into

a hundred, a more profit on the regular

Drop-top double R's, stackin' like Escobar

Gotta get that paper, us Cali players do it all

Genie, garage door

Stop, Drop & Roll

Jinc Ent.

Super Jerkin [Vol. 2]

Excuse me girl
I said excuse me
You ain't gone stop
You ain't gone stop

See this what I'm talkin bout
Nephew,
When you see fine girls

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

all my dank 
Down to blow, been funkin wrong lately 
I'm under pressure, with a tazer under my pillow 
and a glock on top of my dresser 
My bitch say

blunt, liquor in my gut
Most you niggas suck
I'm on top of the world like Brandy said
So high, so high like Michel'le
Feeling unstoppable every bone
And my

Better you than me, if I pull out that's on me
You poured it while I'm drivin', drive the top off of the V
Nothing in life free, used to sell 'em

a weave I can see lace, red velvet on a cheesecake
We running no competition, no toilet plate or pot to piss in
Hit my line cause I got it with me, if money

In the field of dreams I ball like the major league
And all signs point to me as the apparent king
Stay on top of my game, ability’s acclaimed
I

quiero todo pa mi equipo, MOOD mezquino
Un Millon Dollar Baby, dando Golpes al Destino
Hago crecer el negocio familiar, Don Gambino

Hard tricks by: Space

a left swipe across yo face like we on tinder
See, Murdock starts a moth a fuckin inferno
I've walked through flames to get here by now it don't even burn

he can get popped
I turn this bitch to nascar
If I ever see the cops
The Best out by far
You hear my shit and want to stop
Still toting heavy metal

Some weh dung a yard 

Verse:2 
Miggle day see a bat a fly 
Sad song when a mom a cry 
Politician tell a bag of lie 
Yuh nuh waan fi be the other guy

Im a known go getter i get it by any means
This a million dollar dream and I don't need a degree
Bring out the killer in me, you're no different you'll

TILL IT'S SOMETHING ELSE
I SEE MYSELF IN THE MIRROR I CAN HEAR IT LOUD
VOICES IN MY HEAD SAYING THAT I SHOULD BE PROUD OF ALL OF ACCOMPLISHED

to make a difference
Am here to live life not just trying to make a living
Looking in the mirror thanking god that am blessed when I see my bros blessed by

in the city still high
Everybody from the area together so we ride
2170, all the boys let it go
'Cause we live by the code

Yeah, I grew up, I'm

working 
Always working 

(Verse)

I’m ybs I go by skola I put that work in
I don’t trust these bitches 
I don’t need no hoes 
I just be flirting 
Riding

Poverty stricken, from the time we was given 
A shot at life by God we gone probably miss it
Cause we don't know any different
Shit it's hard enough not