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quit
pass the blunt I'll get it lit
I'm just blinded by the power
Got a gun but u coward
U surrounded by then clowns
Ya squad be lookin like da browns

a smoke beef with any negro living yea 
Don’t be confused by that autotune 
I only like it because it sounds cool
But can put hard bars together 
Like I

shake that
twerk that
work that  ass
dance
dance lil monkey
play back
looks good
its not pay back for the slave times
if u have to shake that
twerk that

move like Dion
Your girl feel for me so she baby me like Leon
Fuck how you moving bitch you crazy yeah you switch up what you be on
I be really chilling

Or a stage in my life where I'm bound to change
But it couldn't be rushed, no andale
Had to take a lil' time but I'm on my way
I'mma wait till I am in my own

own anus
Reapa bound, every song, every track
Killamanjaro, you get hit with this MAC
I be sippin' apple juice, they smokin' on crack
Album coming soon,

Yeah that’s right Lil Sonic back on the mic
I’m about to pop sum chedr and flex it one last time
When I pop that chedr I be making them $20’s
Or I

fact on the map
Lil' flicking ass niggaz, fix your act or get slapped
We keep hollows up in them holsters, get a package of blap
You could tell by

that's a Challenge to my papa
I had a dream
I had 10 houses 4 Pockets full with Deadz
I wanna be like gunna, wanna sound likeThugga
I want an Album that be

you they're the shit
And they'll prove it in a bit
Hold up let me take a hit
Fore I throw a fucking fit
I'll take the whole world by myself
Not short I

promise you can come and try it
Ex friends be coming up and everybody wanna try me
Tryna take what I created you ain't got no bread to buy it

Honestly

First album goin' cuatro platinum
In this Benz is the rims
And the privates packet
I might cop a lil' chain wit'
The time to match it y'all hear the track

their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)

I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in

Clubs get their

showed up Showed up
Just hold the crown for me

.. Dropped a lil album and you never bought it
I was pitchin off the mound and you never caught it.
Now its

don't got guidance
I got the touch like Midas
You just gotta be worth it
No YK Osiris
Your smile brings joy to the world cause you filled with brightness

gon' prolly ghost ride
He gon' prolly be up in a bowtie
Let me see a pool of hunnids
I'ma prolly nosedive
Thousand motherfuckers screaming, shit
It's

A couple blunts just rolled, get high we soar
Gonna rap for the album on the way
Stay tuned lil brother cause I'm on the wave
And get high for the lows,

do
I might do an album or a show (Saint)
Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this a different glow up
Y'all peaked in high-school lil girl this

Just look at George Floyd
 look at Emmett
They slaughter kids 
Father to my lil boy he got the right to live 
The Judging by the skin
They wildin out

and be the best
I know it's just concern and you see a lil stress
But when have you known me not to pass God's test
Im the life line for us all on this set

one by one
You're not ready for the album
My record finna go platinum
It's Been to long since I made a song
I was busy all day long
But Now I'm back

I

dreams to reality
If you aint know that by now them I'm just where you gotta be
I wish I could see my grandma knowing she prouda me
No these niggas cannot

have to stick it in I already knew that shit was wet
I'm taking a risk with this rap shit like it's Russian roulette
Just the way I like it bad lil thick

on stage
They right there with the toys
Lil Ricky, Nar, L, I see y'all
We them niggas, mothafucka's wanna be y'all
Guess what, this is Cypress Village roll