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a chance
#ucyphe put in work
Yes I know my worth
We got it out the mud
We came from the dirt
When they switched sides
Yea it really hurt
I put it in

(Ayo PB, bring that heat)
(Damn Paior, run it up)
Damn paior run it up
(Danil on the track)
I'm on whatever ya think I'm not on
Keep score intentions

thats china fine,
but then that is the reason that bitches all on mine,
gotta be ugly fire,
in black attire,
do it so good they kum-by-yah ya,
music like

notoriety, we calling yo group a sorority

Yeah, all of my people some royalty
Yo people don't show you no loyalty
Knowing we winnin' bring joy to me
Stacking

toes are steel
Don't wait to get sold by your bros (like Jo)
You best know who's really real
Some of my bros move stupid I tell em all the time
But they

in my hand
Keep digging till there's nothing left
Chop em up, one by one
Finish before the sky meets the sun

1000 Summers still haven't found a lover

wrong
More than a couple times
Seems it's natural when living
That we make mistakes
Somehow if I could take 'em back
I got a few in mind
I'm sitting

blinds
I can peek inside ya mind side
Deep inside ya blind side
Confide inside me day by day
Conversation over plates
Down out in Saint Tropez over stay

wrong
More than a couple times
Seems it's natural when living
That we make mistakes
Somehow if I could take 'em back
I got a few in mind
I'm sitting

cause I carry a tec
And I'm kicking her out I did not get erect
Like a fucking giraffe all I want is the neck
I'll beat a niggas ass like Ron Artest
I

a misfortune no one told you bro
Sis life can be sweet a life no sugar daddy can beat
And you don't need em cake ya you losing yo self in them sheets
So lets

niggas know that's gang gang

Niggas think we out here capping but I'm gone make em believe it

Thinking bout my problems damn I'm really looking for

you load up
And you bring em to town

As we’re rounding up these criminals
One by one
It doesn’t feel wrong
As their time is done

We’re done playing

Exercising my mindwith my head held high
I put in the worknow I’mPushin the coupe  (skrrrrrr)
Stayin out the way 
I’m not gon let youGet me off my squareTryna

a chore
I Listen for a roar *shhh*
I'm hunting for a boar
Watch out for the gore make ya sore in the core
Don't be trippin' in my woods you'll be bait
Brown

-Verse 1
Don’t test my skill, on a come back still,
Tranna get my cash up check out till,
Dealing with the backlash ,
Leave it with the back chat,

CRODIE 
LIKE ZAC & CODY YEAH WE SLIME FOREVER
DON’T SELL ME NO DREAMS BRING ME MORE GREEN
SERVING DOPE FIENDS I WANT BAGS OF CHEDDAR

TRYNA MAKE IT OUT

Exposing red nosed clowns with the thing in my palm.
Since all the bars are closed down, I gotta bring em to y’all.
Budderman with the flow
Wrist

ain't bout the money you talking ribbits to me
Gotta bad bitch suck a nigga dick and bring the digits to me 
Talking whole thangs out the duffle bringing

might take your bitch with all this drip

Tell em nyzzy back Nigga im bout to get that bag 
I’m to lit They can’t fuck with a nigga that live it yeah

HFH-Dox Diggla Lyrics 
Produced By Y.D. Stoner


Prehook: 

My soul is immortal
The good book will tell u
Its deity in me

Skin is like bronze
& my

formula milk
Baby Mama maxin' out, Wildin'
But we keep him smilin'
Playin dices don't seem to bring in the type of money that's sweet as honey
Really when

Back on the grass, look at the sky
I reflect on the past
My constellations say I'm generous
I make 'em laugh but I question myself
Bout to leave me

now you don’t
Im chasing everything that I set out to be
That I told you I would get I don’t need nobodys help
None of y’all share the same ambition