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stare straight 
Niggas been dead weight 

Balenciaga on his bitch 
Raise a toast to him
The loyal Niggas by his side mean the most to him 
I can’t wait

The good bad and ugly got me bent
Bias around my neck like a belt
Balanced out by the self-honesty
Bullshit is like living in a cell
A bitch because mama

I'll scream)
Yeah bitch! But how loud?
Loud enougnh to wake the neighbours to beat you the the fuck down
What the fuck now?
Skwatta walk all over you

Bang It in Ya Whip

Buddha Monk

Prophecy

1998

younahi'msayin? what, nigga?
(we--we been doin' this for years)
Y'all niggaz can't see this shit

Can't even fuck with this track
(ain't

a three-eighty
Now I'm spittin sittin between Shady and Jay (ohh!)
I pull the jeans down on my bitch and then wave
Cause the pussy Max B wavy when she ain't shave

no idea kids ain’t got shit down here 
country slum but love where I’m from 
ain’t holding my tongue back for no one this year 
look 
I pray each day

No
Don't need no loving
No more
I fell
I fell
Almost a year ago
I'm stained
I'm stained by every bitch I know

Never meant to hurt you
But I was scared

near the minor
That was runnin' spots in both North and South Carolina
By Ninety I was already a crack legend
Pullin' up a year early in a brown Ac

locked in the matrix held down by limitations in n' out that police station if you're talking about up n' coming aint no way I aint in that conversation

ya man a tip tell em come correct/
Momma told me child u a savage,
Dat was way befo I was 21/
Was already 3 years down up in prison,
By da time

situation
Unless you been by me
My niggas always talk about
What they would do when I was in the pen
I ain't get a letter from 'em
When I was locked down
I

a page out my man
New chapter that's an old one ending
Great, 'cah a brother can't rewind
Cutest one with the largest behind, woof
Perched off by

Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product

Dollar

Haystak

Car Fulla White Boys [Street Flavor]

2000

We gonna break this down and roll a blunt
YEAH

Since the seventh grade I was told I would never excel
Hopeless, I would either be dead or in jail

my therapy is the only way I reflect you know

Yo my first car was 5 hundred dollars bitches used to laugh
Remember breaking down the central and them

window when I go to sleep 
Want a better life for me and the whole team 
I don't wanna push tree by the OZ 
Go around the city ask people know me 
Bitch

that's a family I would kill for
Shout out to the fans who held
Me down before the deal though
And I can't forget my team, I pray
One day we make

the lesson
Everything raw no edit
Give her six kids like MJ
I'm trying to go for the 7th
Niggas screaming overtime
I tell em is my time
Nigga don't doubt me
I

to Hell
Demons attack where sanity dwell
Humanity fell from the mouth
Of a profanity hill
That was fist raised jaggedy nail
Illuminati grail
Seven seal

at
The top of the steps
If it go to game seven or I sweep it in four
I make sure that my sneakers
Keep squeaking on floors
I'm busy on a day to day
Some days I

spans seven seas
forty-six tatted on my genes, that's a kin to Steez, down one, jeez
O3' till infinity, put the 9 away from my vicinity
Uncool like a Lu

I'm the golden child never red headed
Never felt better on my lucky number seven
I'm the spark plug, my fist rebuttals anybody tryna start something

Never been a religious person, never really believed in anything for certain
Then God came down on me and said "Fifi, if you really want this
You'd better

6ix9ine bitch
Sport by the flick of a switch
They're stuck on a half while I push out these bricks
Got a new tool and it didn't come from Wickes
I just got