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On da right path
And maybe you can see this
Going right past
Make em drop it
While they fien it

You couldn't stop a bitch
By turning up the notch a bit

like I mike
Put this bitch in sport
Ain't stoppin' at no fuckin lights
Ain't cuffin' on no fuckin who're

Can't make that bitch my fuckin wife
They

it
Drop bars on these niggas like I'm From Mars, I'm parallel parked by The stars, it's like mixing up salad
Green in my gar, baking soda cut, Yeah,

dumb shit
We run shit
Fuck all this shit I just let it go
20/20 Tryna stick me slow
I forgot who I was fucking wit
Oh yea that's right it's my fuckin

it hard
Cause instead of trucks
He play'n with da dolls
In school
He up in the class
In school
They calling him fags
In school
They saying he drag
In

I'ma go and get it

Put in time
Work real hard to let you know that I 'm legit
G-O-A-T
Grey da goat
That's the way you spell it
Never listen

in my heart feels the songs that I'd sing
Without you by my side
Who will few up my life
With the joy that loving you brings

Tonight it's cold

who'da
Thought I make it here in one peace
Not even buddah, scooba stevin' through the
Hesitation and they better move word to Luda'
Cristen,
Anything

da stroke game
Niggas silly wit no gain niggas feel me when they feel the pain
If I want commission I'ma get commission no permission no Ro James
Who

the snorting
She see I flex the chicken by the quarter don't link at the border
I'm plugged wit informers
Knowing the next time you pick up yo order
Smoke got

you to sleep!
You na'mean like for real Brraaa
Aiyo Punde kelu da dei

First of all, I'ma tell you who I am
Where I'm from, what I'm doing here
Say yall

the origin and coordinates to how I got it
My own pilot so when I write it, it's just self guided
Free flowing like the poet who maxed his level out

The devil

insta diva, but she a keeper
She loves her man, ain't got no secrets
I respect those type decisions
Building trust is like making billions
Those who do,

Buss a lean n bop
This tune got em boppin even all my opps
Who could really give a fock
If they tryna take you off the top
Take you off your grind take

and have me kneeling on my spade

Flat on my face nomo
I just want to see your face some more
Swing by when I need that rush that glow
She don't want nothing

dissing i'm talking my shit
I'm only 16 and i'm talking real shit nigga
And back in July i got blitzed by a pig
Omertà Da Code i ain't say what i did
If he

we pray Amen
Whole time I thought you would get taken out  by crooked cops
Not a faulty heart that I gave you tryna stop
So many meets you would think

this ain't cap
If you live by the code then man got your back
But if you don't then I call up my niggas that carry the strap
This for my niggas that

the G-List
You da type that will sell ya soul
Just to only make it up the C-list
C this is the reason why we different
I work my ass off everyday
Even if it

the legends who died in the 4
But God why you had to take Crisco
Lou I wish you never hit da store
I'm fucked up mentally my heart broke doe
It seems like

know u got my text y u ain hit me back Know I’m tryna hit u from behind
Girl you all das on my mind
Ain nun wrong wit a bump n grind
Kno ima take my time

Wayne with the pain now
Watch out might trip on the wave
Shawty might slip on da drip
Fall to the crib put my tip on her face
I got her feeling a way
She

girl I need you by my side and I won’t lie
You the spark that’s missing in my life
Set me on fire lately I been driving round in park
Girl with no tires

EastSide baby's in this bitch
She said, judging by your lingo I can Tell that you're a Crip
I said fuc the judge and D.A cuz I Never gave a shit
I just blew