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to get hit
Don’t come around get found in a ditch
I’ll never get crossed got my own crucifix
Never lose my wits
Whole crew get fixed
Used to be broke
Now I

cash?
Well I got cash app bitch
Kenny play wit a
Lil bad
Kenny play with Lil
Bad bitch
Kenny play getting little mad
What a perfect Time
To come in here

bullets go to waste
I come from confederate state
I don't like the Feds in my face
Commonwealth but niggas broke
Same shit everyday
I hang wit everyday

dick
Go get in that line
I come to yo party
Start bussing out lines
Yo boyfriend a rapper
he started bussing out rhymes
I bussed out dyin
laughing at his

can roll wit us
Or you can roll and bend
Whatever you do
Just keep rolling
With a grin
Stay with lyrics
Buss hard like a mac ten
All in
Twenty four

times build you keep ya head up high 

Keep ya grass cut ya mind on the prize 
Fiends want buck i got it tucked by my side 
I ain’t working for a piece I

(wake and bake)
I don’t fuck with these pigs niggas, they just bacon
I peeped yo bandana, but i know you was just faking
You ain’t really really wit it,

at lunch by him self, nigga he a loner
NATO 5.56, make nigga wish he wish was donor

Don't let niggas come around everyone can't  hang wit da clique
It's

like that
I light a spliff like that
Hybrids the shit like that
Cheese is for rats bread is for mafia
Sitting wit the queen eating talapia
Get

circles around your crew one by one headshot umpire fair hit homerun
How you in a trap answer the door wit no strap sitting back relax
Smoking free eating

by what you think
Your two cents a nuisance
Old thoughts come out when you drink
I go bar for bar with anyone
You know my service great
For those who

I getaway different, 'cause the portions that I weigh different
By the ocean where the waves hittin
More chains then a slave shipment's
Basic, 'Asun'

So he'd rather stay away
He show up empty handed
She gon have a lot to say
He show up wit a little
She gon throw it in his face
He really wish that he

man we partied 
We really did it
Cops come thru bro we dipped 
Like nothing happen  
We was rebels
Got arrested mad times I learned my lesson 
African

the deuce
Riding round wit babygirl up in the coupe
I guess pinching urself you come back too for real
If it really show my future, I'm jumping thru that

shit so different now
Molly in my blunt that's sumn different now
I been by my lone So you can't come around
I got to LA Down from H Town
She peekin' but

leaving the block for a minute, I take flight
Manifesting these blessings, I pray nights
And these Bitchs come to me I’m they type,
On the top floor said

got multiple identities i take off the glasses 
And I got so many enemies
But Ima come out wit the victory cuz I'm always on my knees 
Begging

in the storm and never chase the allure
All the lessons I taught, me, myself and the walls
If they could talk they’d go on and on
Through all my

the veil exterior
i see the emperor’s ass and i’ll say it
the noblest acts go unpaid life’s most liked delights are unsafe
and you’re likely to die one day

get it
Cause I gotta go to the top, yea
Clean up all the trash wit a mop, yea
That's why I do it like I does it and I'm going harder than a dried up cum

In Ireland, a tale is told,
Of a man named Jack, who was shrewd and bold.
He tricked the Devil, who sought his soul to claim,
And by his wit, won

A few minor set backs
For the come back
Sticking to the plan I've created
Like Ima thumbtack
Long hours wit the work
Prolly should pack a lunch bag

Long Island's enigma
Can't name me a band
That's iller and sicker

Neighborhood crew
Never never never number two
Only number one
See us come they run