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, then I came up”(2x) 

(Verse) 
“She eat the d*ck up like it’s edible/ Smoke so much gas you’ll think it’s for medical use/ why did you come by yourself

Lets do some good
Ask about em X4

I been runnin from that one time
All of my teens and then some
All of my niggas be keepin it real
Its all of my

I’m back again, I’m back again
The return of the champion
Cocky and arrogant, fuck the establishment
High off life, bouncing off the walls
I feel ten

feelin' dead n prune
Feeling like every move, being watched by the cops
Wonder who gon' make a stop
I heard the opps just got shot so I even gotta do it
Go

and wasn't
I'm trynna take a dollar and turn this shit to a hundred
My middle fingers to them niggas yeah we steady thumbin
I'm with my 10 year niggas every

get some sneakers flashbacks
Ten years later
Got me thinking that I'm dreaming
Use to hand off to the junkie
Sit back watch  by five he tweaking
Yung

ever Get
Is skinny Bitches
Tryna Hunch me

Nine Outta ten
They tryna
Get you for
Yo lunch meat

Spaz on them Ok
In that ventador
I'm tryna smash
on Her

balling, they wasn't fucking with you
You was blowing by defenders, but now we blowing in tissue, that's the issue
You up in heaven, we on land and we miss

Paps houwe King Rolodex
Bezos houwe King Rolodex
Bilzerian houwe King Rolodex
101Don chu triple X
Neykak b durex ou kotex
Faghaya ashghafiye boy

depends on checkin' accounts
Do the math, it's the ass plus dollar amounts
They solve for x, man, you ain't figured it out

I ain't got too many figures

don't give a fuck nigga
Two for five, whatever nigga
Ten dollars a gram

Doors swangin', J's comin'
Got this bitch bunkin'
Butt naked bitches in

Okay why me my dear music

Why me (why) why me (why) lyonse ndaipusha okay why me (Ine)
Why me (why) okay why mu music ama chance yaisa they pass by

hear how I’m feeling so you can see how I’m living catch a opp & dismiss him (2x) 

I had a dream my brodie took me that shit had me hurt split my dollar

calling me dad?
Dollars on dollars, no I can't keep on counting
This bitch doing crazy tricks, her nickname is fountain
I get rated X on these tracks so

one night.
When, all at once, I was struck by a blinding light. 
c voice from the cloud said, “You are the man
To lead the music makers to the promised

It started as a side work for me

Then I turned it to primary x2



I was getting paid by the hour

So I'm limited to someone and my dollars cannot

dey shayo die
cs days pass by I feel more alive
Na heaven dem wan go but dem dey fear to die.

Many things man eyes done see no lies 
Many things man

to come get me
Pop gave me my first pack, told me pocket like 50
I'm trying to get rich, Or , I'ma die trying like 50
Cause my uncle gave me a dollar after

pits like Michael Vick
I had to fall out with hella my bros to get to this point by the motherfuckin bitch
Sad they had to switch
The way we keep getting

ugly
She got it all confused cause I'm sweet when we meet
You'll probably fall in love by the end of the week
You came in with your friends, but you

The poop is then collected, done by hand no doubt  
It seems hard to imagine, but people say it's true
There's coffee brewed from beans taken from weasel poo

shit go
And I been living by them rules and I'm still standing 10 toes
And ever since they said that shit I just been killing the flow
And I had to boss

I was handling business
Why I missed your call
I wake everyday
And say I miss my dog
Know ima stay solid
On all ten I can not fold
Million dollar

My life get tricky is due or die and I know
Sometimes I find myself losing sight in my goals
These motherfuckers selfish and only do by they own
But