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went. I know the brick man they be doing balloons and shit. Like, what you tryna? I'll get that shit gone. They can tell a nigga rich by my tone. I'm in

next to the gangstas,
Baby only if I let you. 

I think she seen the piece 
Cus now she doing something special 
The way she started stretching 
Now she

of the time I even hate myself
And if the world would end tonight
I wish you'd be here by my side
And everyone else can go to hell

All of you fucking suck, so

a fuck about none of ya gold 

And ya mans getting hit w the chrome 



 Niggas bark 
Like a bitch 
I’m not wittit 
Hit a lick by myself 


Taking ya jewlz

What is the matter?
I'm running the place like its nada,
By the time you dey bone,
You'll be browsing your phone,
How to follow the steps on my ladder.

boy is here for the vibe yeah
You know I've got a keen eye
And I need the chaos baby, that's right
Let's fuck it up like two or three more times
I might

Written by Kevin Tyler Deane (Deane)

I see no evil. Money the root
But I got a thing for forbidden fruit
Yeah I got a thing for forbidden fruit
Yeah

a jungle X12

Prey on the money
We look for survival
Who the fuck really are rivals
Got a lil hotter
I just turnt the crowd up
Doing this shift by the hour

between my legs 
But you still handle it roughly 
You handle roughly 

Verse 2

No glam or glitz
Throw some real in the mix 
Ya time up like a clock that no

Chris brown I take you down 
You all up in my head 
You just up in my bed 
Now baby what you doing 
Can we keep it grooving 
Snap your fingers and let’s

to find my light in the spot
I am searching for my Seating

Hurt by some people & overtime found out wasnt equal

Plenty times could’ve been state property

off a cliff
Knowing that my niggas got me fall back
If I fall they'll catch me
And that's why we Doing Drugs
We going 80's crazy i'm wavy baby
I'm savvy

And when it burns
You can pick and choose the way that you branded
Remember that
I failed way more times than I count
But I'm only playing me if I just focus

to think of the
Good times that we had
The songs that I wrote
It’s all meant for you
Baby girl know that I stay for u
Every night by your side
I loved you

Hit that p***y doing damage, damage,
Health bar dropping don't panic, panic,
Zoned on another planet, planet,
My weed on that scream like Janet,

for the throne, no lie
We about to be the best of all time, no lie
I've been doing better but not the best
Trying to heal the cuts on my chest
Got no

new school
These kids can't all be fools
We writing new rules
I've been thinking bout the time I spent alone in my mind
Missing all the light you always

Hey, hm, yea, hey, n'aight
Yea-yea-yea-yea-yea
Oh by the fucking way, huh
I got problems I make my own mistakes, uh
Don't compliment me when you know

millions
Ima make sure my bros straight
Know its bout cake
Every time a nigga phone ring
Sending Jpays to my niggas doing all day
Open shop in ya complex
In

Hey son
You up
How are you doing
You slept well
I'm cooking breakfast
Go get ready for going
I feel you son
I know you're not happy
With all your

all you got is a mouse
And it's so hard to be so happy when you're
All by yourself, in a new apartment

So I called my boss up just to see why we were

the by dream as we rap after dark
They ain't hearing me G so let's turn this shit up till the speakers bust hope it clear up ya ears
Respect what I say

Don't leave me alone
I'm scary on my own
No time in a day don't even think
I can see you later
The pussy good just pay her
Cuz you gon end up paying

I'm gonna make it
I know I'm gonna make it
Ima pull up in that foreign
For the times I put my all in
And y'all ain't bout to stop me from doing me cause