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problems by pulling triggers?
People dying left and right, mamas crying all night
This has turned into a race of who can think quicker
Where the fuck are we

Her booty fat and naturally
It's messing with my sanity
Ou man, the way she moving, god damn
She said, "Get with the program"
I knock that shit like

flashing
Get you strapped in, its practice
Sat on the edge of a fat spin
Waves crashing round, hit the mattress
Bit of a madness, paint the blank canvas cuz

that shit don't make sense
Cause I am a mess I guess we digress
Maybe it's cause she be calling me less
Wanna be living a tropical life
Surrounded by

I'm gon' run up
Ain't no knockoff like Gunna
When I pop off I'm gonna be rollin' 3 deep down 440
You see me, I'm grabbin' that .44 b
Too good these

other women up is the business
I don't bother with opinions
Ass fat enough you can kiss it
Vibe so hard I just cannot cap it
Pop off whenever there's

she gone run her mouth
Can't leave the crib without a strap
When you raised up in the south
I was raised up by an OG nigga
Always got it out
Now they

to pour when it rain on my own again plotting on a million or ten
No more stressing off a shawty can't get at least 10 racks
Too high always land flat Jaz

death, gimme respect,


VERSE NIZZ SENTINE:
Man I ain't gotta say a word, and I ain't really gotta spit 
My homie got the hammer on him, Cause he too legit

cream
Been the coolest in the school, well known by the dean
Gymnastics with the flips, tiptoeing on the beam
Stay fresh to death, Outkast so clean
I'm

Equivalent of god
Musta Happened by a accident
Incident deliberate associate participant
Stimulate my mind with attacks that are militant

I Am Not Afraid Ough

Ayo
It's Jem Life
I got the keys to the Morgue in my pocket
It's too many bodies
Thanks for explaining the word "many" to me by the way
It means

bitch? Damn, my phone died
Talking too much on FaceTime
She got me occupied
And I rolled a fat-ass J, got me occupied
The bitch so useless
She can't even

home
But life goes on...
""Excuse me!""
Trading news by telephone, trim that fat but spare the bone
Walls of smoke but no fire
Behind it all, each

heard his sinister plan:


I'll string you up by your hands
And lift you over a vat
And dip you up to your elbows
In the boiling fat
It's like an eye for

of those that like to talk shit a lot
Come around the block photobomb Aberot
No scene, the whole Bean
Eyesight of an eagle, so keen by no means
Get money

Watch that nigga fold like a damn book
Saying we ain't getting money? Nigga
Come and take a look
Bitch bad, ass fat and she know how to cook
Big chops

me. The girls are hot. But I'm looking right through 'em. Like a fat guard in a sad museum. Can't tell you, gotta tell someone. Finally came to a damn

No master
She want me to fuck her fat ass
How can I trust her?
Yeah
Bless you, pastor
No massa, pastors
(Key, what's poppin'?)
Mmm

He

niggas amazed by the trick
No sci fi
Just a mother fuckin' freestyle you dig
Man I be quick to chop a mother fuckin beat into piece
I slice dice shred any

Gettin’ hospice,
You’re seen by doctors,
Then put on oxygen,
Run amok,
While your family’s watching,
They pull the plug,
And your heart it stopping…

*HOOK*

niggas that’ll burn shells turn a
Fat kid into slim Kel i am legend
Headache with no Excedrin
Leaving the club at five got
To be up by seven
I’m praying

she get to squirtin’
Pay a bitch tuition, books
And bills before I buy ‘em purses
Same bitches that said I was too
Fat now them bitches flirtin’

Shut your fat face
I gotta blurt it in a verse because the
Twerps is throwing dirt up on my name
It's Peter Sparker, known to grip it
Quick to skip