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about and next thing you know you are tossed
By a soul colder than frost
Behind the chest, not talkin' an iced out cross, no drip
Lookin' at this zombie

my drank
They know my name when I walk in the bank
Pack on me I walk around wit that stank
I'm boutta blow I got shot by a tank
My heart is broken I'm

a prison
Shackles clinking for attention
Yea you know you in the wrong
But you still gone play the victim
Have you heard of real nigga
You should know I

don't care
All about the vibes have no time for the cold stares
Party with the crew or I'm not about to go there
Chill, like we cruising down the beach

to me come over
Baby this ain't what I'm used to
Now we at a party
Askin people what do you do
Talking bout life
And the shit that we get into to
Passin

don't I
I ain't even from here
Came to drop some pounds on them
Aint no front shawty
I got a couple thou on me
Fuck this house party
Lets go somewhere

coming with me so let em see it
It was a ting from the past bitch was so bad but it just wouldn't last
She say we moving to fast but baby your life going

I'll never stop the fight
Haunted by my past but I promise I'm gonna be all right
Hard to really understand cuz I won't let nobody in
Things I've seen

flew by like three days
In and out them BnB's I might just get a key made
You been on since so & so, bitch I been great since Pre-K
Too many niggas

Yeah Oh yeah
When the club let out I'm coming through
In the V.I.P. wanna vibe with you
On the drank don't need no juice
You can meet me outside
We

I need all dead presidents
Getting money it's evident
Racks on racks up in my pocket
They ask why they fuck with him
All these groupies in party yea

I ain't never lose it
Dropping for amusement
I want to have a show
I'll jump online and zoom it
Ain't got no room for rumors
I wrote this poem in

(Ooh)
Wake up early, out of bed
Morning sun kissing our heads
Blurry vision, where's the breeze
Summer band and pool parties
Watched you smile,

have then we gotta make 'em feel it
Finger in the sky if your dream is still consistent
Please don't let me die if I ain't finish the mission, look
I

could drink on weekday nights, and party until 4
Never miss a day of work, I had a perfect credit score
Since those days have gone my life's been

that you didn't fuck with me
Surrounded by your bad company
Popping pussy was your only luxury
When a guy spoke and you heard his voice yeah you couldn't

a mansion in Dubai to party on weekends
Wanna boat in the ocean just floating like fuck it
I want a g6 jet yeah to pull up in something
Like that'll be

my mind off the stressin
Aye
Homie let's just go and have a good day
I know you got some problems that's in yo way
But right now we only focused on pay

pearls
Hair was either straight as fuck or with a slight curl
She either had a mighty smile or a bitch face
She let me have the whole thing, not a small

the power
Cellphone towers, givin' up locations
Hada ditch my phone and let her go cuz they been mass surveillin
I been called a psycho by the same people

This was not your fuckin’ day.
By the time that we are done,
We will make the party say AYYY!


CHORUS x2
Watch the shit that come,
Out your mouth.
You

know
Hello boo , let me shoot
Peekaboo , Scooby Doo
What do you do, thousand rand in my bank straight to you
You know l do the dirty for you
Before we

saying she stay in sheep clothes
She be hitting me up, like let's go
By the end of the night, my card froze
I think she think my name D.Niro
I should've

swayze party half crazy
I thank God for the life he gave me I realized it since the eighties
Bought the bar so drinks going around
Gotta get you home by