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Countin all this cash me and you we not the same dog
Told em I don't fuck with beef but my gang does
I'm too high for them to reach if they climb I keep

Glocks and a hot car Niggas know we on it
I can't trip by none of these last hoes Cause all these hoes be goin

Nigga, this trick ain't one Get like us,

patience
I'm just out here tryna do good
But I feel like I'm haunted by Satan
And y'all niggas ain't my brothers for real
Stop all dat false claimin' (Real

the smoke
She walk by I don't know what I want
Okay okay
I know I'm wrong
Catch me outside
Stop blowing my phone
Take it at all in
When I chop this shroom
I

'long like hell, bitch
Had me in the flirting, but lost me in the morning
Roses are red, but the violets are violet
She messing with my head, I'm on that

don't wanna loose all my cool that's on you (yeah)
Believe me or not all praise belong to God nobody else (let's goo)
My vision my goal is determined by

There she go

Now she walking in
Now she walking by
I can't believe my eyes
Cuz damn that ass is shaking
Don't mean no disrespect
I want you to be

your wood in
It ain't hard to Mention what you wish you could've been
Live it tough, go through enough you'll get the good end
Huff and puff, you gon

called me by my full name she a fucking fed
Just gave the beans to AYO you know he had to spill it
(Spill the beans Nigga spill the beans haha)
I still

too
Built you up so if I tear you down that's just how Tetris move
For the record shit finna get epic I got future goals
She say a fuck nigga karma is

supposed feel
We been it for too long tell me that it's real
You're the song that I sing the rhythm of this beat
And you always be showing you feel the same

supposed feel
We been it for too long tell me that its real
You're the song that I sing the rhythm of this beat
And you always be showing you feel the same

Slidin through the city with that Pack(Pat)
Ima serve (Mahome) My homie
I been getting money,
Countin it up all by my lonely,
Alotta Niggas, play

That man drippy, these beats too crazy
Tape your side but I don't see em, I guess them pussy niggas lyin
Never tried my bitch for a scrim, I swear my

I'm up too high for a five, by the time of my arrival

Sorry I'm late, sorry I'm late
Sorry I'm late
The party is great, hey this is a lot of fun

you're a freak  
Said you're temping I'm here for a week
I can take you where nobody takes you 
Come with me and I bet I'll get that cake too 

I'll take

and monday red beans
Mardi Gras day on Clairborne in Orleans
And if you forget it you know what that means
I'ma say what it was, 'cause it ain't hard as it

They’re in the way
I’d rather kill than stay insane
Well I’ve been fine here too long
I’m looking for something to change
Is that so wrong?
Ah da da
I

Thankful for my mama she gave me the motivation 
Wanna see my niggas winning by the end of Summer 
Call up shathagoddess tell her time to get these Numbers 

bitch fucked that hoe for a hour (a hour)
Money stacked tall 
Long like a tower (tower) 
Back to da’ trap gotta serve out the powder (powder)
Smoking

But you spent all the money from the two weeks
That you worked for the man, you was too beat
I’m the first bird there and the first to cop
The last one

bout a bitch that you don't need, she a ho
You been tryna find yo soul for a while, heart been cold for a while, was holdin glocks as child
Path done

You broke, you ain't rich
You got no hoes, that's the same bitch
(Okay) went to visit at my old college
Looking hella glo with some good clout
Stayed

humor, can't remember what I said
No good use for hatred, and lying's too much stress
So call me clown and count me out of what you call success

While I'm