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I'm gettin' guap
I just pulled up with your main bitch, she give me top
Got a big-ass 40 Runnin' up, I won't squab'
I got money, I got hoes, I got

you don't feel
Yeah, I don't wanna feel no more
I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don't wanna feel
Don't tell me don't feel me no more
I'm back on that

stopped by
Tammy house
Her crib the chill spot
She said
I aint see you boys
All week
Yaw had me shocked
Now I'm wondering
Where the hell
My niggas went
We

racks I can't wait, I've been chasing that money all motherfuckin' day
Young nigga shakin' and movin', I swear I'ma get that shit in every way
I'm on that

adaptin' to the money, Cause this ain't just happen
I'm craftin' in the lap rappin, Talkin' bout my life, I'm happy, But some days are just too tragic
I

time around used to be a ruler
How am I a man if my family is hungry
Cursed with a gift so I'm walking like a mummy
Money is the root of all evil cause

bitch Golden
I
Dated some hoes who was orphans
Prolly why they ate the dick up like pourage
Lionel Messi, the way that i'm scoring
Lil hoe don't text me

money bout to trickle down
Got a buzz, but not too much to lay it down 
Prodrive on the blob eye 
Scotty got the fly by  
Got my girl açaí and a pup cup

hesitation you take the fall and

 And until they need you they never calling

Scratch that, karma gon’ pay me in the right time

Ain’t blind you niggas been

some iffy shit, I back this bitch out like mator , it was me and money, back and forth through states like the pacer, my pockets buffin' up, they see I'm

end up burning in a flame brought By destructive waves

These mothafuckas can't complains
They're making their money mayne
It's sick how fucken bitches

Money on me out in public & we cracking heads bout this shit by the dozen
Pop it my nigga nem love it use hoes just to converse my hoe who I'm fucking
She

Shay done gave me a beat so now i'm going in
On a different beat cause shit get boring
Starving like a beast but now i'm soaring
Can't get on my

how I'm posted with a K
And I'm taking his head off like the clip on my grenade
Imma take my money with me hoe I'm rich inside the grave

And I just

The year is 1952
And I'm chillin by the corner just me and my crew
When I saw this fine girl walking from school
I asked her name and na Maryamu
Im just so

If I put you in the fam
Then undoubtably I trust you
Never to desert you
Loyalty and love you
It’s a doozy
Don’t compare me to your plans
Because I’m

I got the strap, it's just iron sight You know I'm bout it, pussy n im bound to put up a fight
Got my money up, so it's gon' be alright I'm

bugging
Calling skits
Schizophrenia
That's fine you don't like what I'm doing
I'm still way ahead of ya
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
That's fine by me

Make The Best 
Written by @Sickpen 

Too exposed
For you know 
We gon roll
We gon roll
Stand on it
Stay on me
(Wooo)
Baby

Verse
Lights on with

them re-ups comin' by the pound, I can't get excited
Know his car from his lil license plate, now I'm steady ridin
You gon' drop a mixtape bout some

marketing is makin' me bad
Just bought it last generation
90 days later, it's a new generation
Gotta keep up with the trends of the nation
Givin' all my money

swear they gang
And how you switch up on me, and I'm the one who put you in the game
And I don't want the money, I just wanna have a name
And I ain't

my city, we runnin' my
Kill him and hide him, let that nigga's body rot
My pockets got beat up on gang, you can see when I
Sellin' craps as I give me

the revolution hit your body like masseuse uh
Armed and dangerous identified by the tattoos what
We will never lose ever cuz you can take a bruise
We can go