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a savage nomad (style)
Shirtless, wear the vest, stayin' warm by burnin' trash
Give a toe-tag to a broke ass who talk fast but slow cash (yeah)
Who you

Gonzxo
Enviyon on the mix
Woke up to sunshine right on my skin
Knew when I grew up I'd be a king
(Let's go)
Girl I been moving
You love me prove it

you'se a good guy
But if you sanctioned don't worry you good guy
You a opp better hope that you not passing by
Send shots at ya car if you pass you could

be hella' mean, hoe
You should come over see what I mean hoe
Bad boy like I'm (Ill-niño)
Mix the Vodka with some Pellegrino
You know where you can find

It's to the point if I don't know you I don't really wanna chat
So cut the chat talking chitter
He a pussy he be playing in the litter
I be keeping

(Aye)
(This shit funky)
(You know what time it is)
(Aye)
Nigga I'm from Queens
Looks sweet don't it
Quite suburban till they pull up black suburban

for grilled bread, it's quite delicious
But I prefer to be nasty
Cause you like the pasty
Pasties don't make a nice mix
There wouldn't be much egg
You

of my life, don't blame me 
Positivity, no negativity 
Pass some blissful serendipity 
Do it for the love 
My intentions are clear
I feel the money

you see it's a mix up between the same friends 
Came from humble beginnings don't got the same ends
Don't give a fuck about any nigga who ain't kin

Gods)
The way that we lifting up our whole damn mob by letting it fall (lift up the mob)
Cuz being a savior ain't complex (you know it's not)
It's just

Don't slip never know if I'll trip
Keep calm then I go for my hip
You can go for my bitch
But you better come with more than your lip
And your whip better

And If you ain't talking money, then why the fuck you in my biz
Cause you know I don't give a fuck, about you talking tough
What you mean you pulling up
I

the practice
I verse some, they soundbite, then turn me to a classic
They love to bring a nigga up and blast him
Blind him with the flash, take some pictures

body 
Doing like 60
Driving down back roads 
Give a fuck who sees 
It's heem

When the sun don't bathe me 
Just know I was a chaser all in
Before they

Artist at mind
Swear I'm the last of my kind
I go the hardest you'll find
No I'm not signed
Don't put my name on the lines
Don't mix ya name up with

Loyalty natural there you ain't have to call
Mac upgrade but ain't travel to the apple store 
Spun her back and forth road trips to tampa florida
Party by

to the block 
Back to the nickels and dime in the socks 
I made it out showed you a way 
That's why you mention me everyday
I don't know what else you want me

didn't run away from home but I needed to go
Like 
I know something that you don't 
Ima be someone for sure 
Back in school I was no one 
Trynna prove

Imma give you a tutorial and today it is for free
What is sleep
I got 3 jobs
What I want it don't come cheap
I'm the mother fucking goat
And all you boys

you up tonight
But don't try
To deceive me
When you pull up
Ain't watching no TV
Aww yeah
I'm the Real McKoy
He's just a baby boy
But mi nah tell yuh
Fi

as enemies
It's all love really thank you for accepting me
Remember me for who I was not what you wanted
Fuck those who think they know me the comments all

and drank we been had it
Hoes and bank we been had it
Nights and days we mix matchin'
Boy you ain't moving any dope
You ain't gettin any dough
You ain't

ain't he ain't even know
I let her slide
And we ducking the boys
With the search light
Whole team sipping Bud Light
On the curbside
I knew you don't ball

Cocky and a mix of cold blooded
 Hated on by bitch niggas, shit them hoes love it
To ya face they all smiles, Act like yo buddy
Look good on the outside n