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Yeah, okay, I'm back up in this shit
You know that I just said that I hate this shit
Let niggas catch up
Yeah, drop your Louis, get you gone

All

of you getting fucked up is at least 6 to 1,
You'll find out where we going when the mission done,
Like big pussy on sopranos you gotta get some fishing

worry, I'ma get you out by nine
We don't pour one flavor, you gotta have a smooth balance of the lemon lime
I got some new all-black foam runners that I

mine yeah it gotta be so fine, I gotta get the fucking cash yeah
If I got you by my side then we gon never lose
You can't find somebody better, I can't

stay by myself Gotta get it on my own
Ain't ask for no help, (Nah)
Wishing my cousin was here, uh
Seen her own mama shed tears (Long Live Journey)
They

18 I lost my homie i was like damn
Guess its just gods way of saying get to the right plan 
But why i gotta lose a nigga i be tight fam 
No more

Yuhh… Tec... triple threat... lets go
Straight up I'm the mothafucking lone wolf
Straight up imma get ya ass slow cooked
Straight up I'm the crook

the day and Deep Ellum by the nighttime
Ain't even gotta ask 'cause I know she for the long ride
And I know, and I know she wanna be mine
Rev it like a nine

tell you, you won’t go far
Cause I
Cause I gotta go and get it gotta manifest it
I Got these people looking up to me can’t get arrested
Wanna make it

barely see the Ground
Aint gotta throw her on a scale To see her by the pound
Shorty by the O loud pack like a Flame lit
Rolling up the dro gas like

pull up to do business, you know that we make the call
Got the 24 right on my back cause that's just how I ball
Doing 90 on the dash and then I start

Walk into the club like what up, this a shakedown
I'm the big boss, at the top, world's a playground
I got everybody looking at me like ok now

With that Tommy gun
They hate me when it's payday
But that's every day I run it up
God couldn't make it to the building
They just brought his son
I'm 21

They don't hear me 
Guess I gotta hurt someone to make them feel
They thought they knew me growing up but this the real me 
They do me dirty do me

on my jacket, I gotta stay comfortable
Take you out to eat, just so I can fuck on you
Bitch, you’re in a bed with a freak, I gotta get the demons off

Too many cars, too many hoes, too many drugs (hype me up, up, up)
I just blammed on 'em
Too many bars, too many homes, too many guns
Yeah, I just

the money, gotta get it,
Give it up, i want it now,
Pushin my body to its limits to get a bit of it,
A man a mission im ready for whatever counts,
Gotta get me

They say ain't nothing gone come to a dreamer
You gotta get out here and get that shit
Slow feet don't eat
Ma dukes always told me I gotta make this

This type of heat a get you lit up in the sunshine
Scoring and we stepping like a nigga gotta touchdown
My lil homie killed a opp and a Nigga gotta bust

love
When I get to the top no fake love
No no no no no no
(All the way to the top all the way to the top)

I'm the man
Imma just fuck it up until they

a coffin not another witness
Gotta get up and get it i'm hungry tryna feed my needs
Got family on my side ya I'm riding for my team
Them times ian have it

that

And now I’m out here grinding gotta shine on my lonely

Made a mistake fucking with snakes 

Now I’m ready like Tony

Gun on my waist ready too

that

And now I’m out here grinding gotta shine on my lonely

Made a mistake f****** with snakes 

Now I’m ready like Tony

Gun on my waist ready too

is the heat plus we all gotta eat
Take a seat, and watch the streets get runned by thugs
Now stand up, and watch my hustlin niggaz rush the club