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I’m coming
I’m tired of running out of bullets, how you ain’t tired of running?
This could be a baby party, I’ma still sneak a gun in
Brung sticks

the top
The fear of love is gone
Change you
Tell me dog have you ever
Been touched by a angle
Communication is key
Mon I’m healing hearts
8 grinds check

not check her (woo woo)
Check or cash it don't matter just get income
Just got sucked up by a thot and showered the bitch in cum
Stop cuming in bitches

or naw baby? 

I usually keep this shit G
But right now your all that I need
I know that it's almost 3 
I shouldn't be callin but
RING RING!

Ring ring

Should've never got involved
I am Aq, you're inferior to me by far
That is fact, whether or not I rap
I'm still pushing you back - back up!
I don't give

Puff the magic dragon
Watch how it lift you
Bill Clinton did it
Oh how we miss you
No we get it stack it and choke
Baby mama wanna know why i smoke
Maybe

got problems bob the builder couldn't fix
And
Tryna get this money and still stay legit
Went through the storm man thinking it would break me
But naw

naw don't talk tough
You can never back it up all these wins im racking up
You dudes don't want none of us it's peach tree your roots we digging up

spoiled
I put that on babies
Not bloodin
The beat going brazy
She want these bands
She won’t lie to me
Jump in these suicides
You might die for me
I get

these hoes ass record labels on! 
Naw we don't give a fuck about none of that shit 
Hey bitch I came into the rap game Pushing my I own
I gives a fuck

looking for needles in hay sacks (where)
Told lil baby stop the cap hell naw ion play that (Stop that)
Why these niggas tryna play me better tell em

The evils will have a nigga feeling lethal
The pain really sting like a needle
Or the eagle getting bit by beetle
Hell naw I face facts
True love can’t erase

Yeah
My nigga, my nigga
Let’s keep it one hunnit
Hide my emotions no cry baby
But I’ma need me a fine lady
Feel like committing a crime lately
Cause I’m

fly
Money stackin high, got it lookin like a money sky
Jam rag by your thigh, (ha ha!) baby youse a bloody lie
I don't care what they show you OR they

And i aint never met no dude that could feel my shoes
Cause baby i was poppin way before i met you
So if you want to get with me
What you think you gone

Wassup my baby, i really like yo smile
Hey Daddy, i really like yo style
Whyont you put yo number in my phone
My name Modist, ima call you later on
I let

a pizza
I was raised in the streets bruh
In the streets bruh
I run it like a cheetah
Fuck that nigga naw
That now I'm gone treat yeah
I got that money baby

dance
Puts me right into a trance
Got dam baby girl you thicker than cold grits
A breath of fresh air like gargling Scope spit
Jus need to know if you

cause they can easily get attached to you
Its ether you gone tapp in or you gone end up maggot food
You can chose to play by the rules just don't play

you know it ain't be like dat
I'm just in the stu tryna get that cash 
Singing songs and making raps 
Lemme know is it gonna be like dat

Baby girl I

off by myself, I don't need no Cam
I don't need you Jim, Juelz I got these niggaz
I don't care if they small or some stocky niggaz
I just grace 'em then

can’t pray like her baby do
And she do raise a little hair sometime
She do raise a little hair sometime
She do raise a little hell sometime
Who could’ve

craft
My money gets no deferral
So ain’t no question
What I’m doing
Bitch I’m bout to
Take over the word
With this rap shit
By force if you want me

and sexy at the same time
Excuse me if I'm coming too strong  do you want me to stop
Just the thought of you by my side got me shooting my shot
I'm tryna