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take em by the ankles and shake em
Kidnap his bitch, take her hair then I shave it
Or put Gorilla Glue in it
What they gone do with me
Chopper gone move

the plan, I see the goal, that's why I'm writing
Dream chasing, Free Mason, get the whole team
Paid and sit back with a bad bitch
Living by the beach naked

it sounds heavy
But I been tryna holla at ya tell me will ya let me
You feel me?
I need to be with you
Is you coming through?
I think that I'm feeling

Look, it's been a minute since we spoke come and holla at me
I can see you got a man but he don't make you happy
See with me I keep a smile on your

to holla
Try if you wanna, never will I have a collar
I take the lead don’t bother

Find me in a room full of thinkers
Social smoking anti socially drinking

demma camera me
When I step on the stage gurls demma holla me
Fine boy looking so fresh and clean but they jealous me
Never judge a content by the case

emotion like women do 
Wavy man 
Back 
For every thing these niggas thought He can't 
I deliver 
Let it fly 
Because they know I'm stamped 
Why they told me

A true friend is one who can help you get to your destiny
I'm gonna say it again
A true friend is anyone who will help you get to your destiny
So if

mek and xanny that's my real team
Holla at a nikka if u ever think u need me
I will never switch I keep it real and that's on god
Do it all for you so

supply so
The backup plan just became the main
Holla at my plug for support yo
I'm putting players in position
I ain't entertained by the sport no
I'm taking

to nothing
Yeah I doubt that
& every time I took a L nigga I bounced back
Dreams hanging by a thread while I'm loading the lead
All blue Ben Franks bitch I'm

by the fact that I'm really him
Some said I couldn't
A few said I wouldn't
A lot use to laugh now the joke is on them
And the laughter that I hear now

to my tapes, dedication at it's best
I came to have it all, boy, and I'm not taking nothing less
So I'm rolling, I finally got my license back so I drive

out yeah Holla at me in person that's right
Loud Pipes loud pipes here swerving

Uh this It
Aye Uh
More or less No morals Some don't give a damn

a win to me
The square ones taste like chalk
You should give 'em to me
You should give them all to him
Hell will take good care
Till his face grows thin

shining at the throat I left him blinded at the store
By the blender how I roll we work it fast, don't move it slow
Move the bitch up out the door she

Ra ra ra ra ra ra fresh bucket sweatsuits and some adidas
80s baby raise 90 I will blaze kindly this is Brooklyn we was raised finest
Hov and biggie

mama imma put it down
Girl you hot as hot tamales holla when you back in town
I aint bluffing
They try to hype me up but I aint nothing
In my mind is

grind and I ain't stopping til I'm lit
In other words I ain't stopping til I'm rich
Buku money in my pocket need that ice all on my wrist
Need to holla

Always on my shit like I'm a big dad
Fuck with that
So we rollin up and smoke it then we're back upon
We just dip it in the wax like brush
Let's relax in

I'd call it livin
More like survivin
Lost my will to live
I lost my drive to drive in
To an interview
Sure I'll be there in a few
I'll never reach my

back
Just trying to find my purpose
Forty four, going on three thousand
Hope they loved and heard us
Chicago's changed so much
But we can't shake them

fresh prince hitting Will Smith moves
Would've hit the NBA if I had hit 6'2 (hell yeah)
A nigga never hit it but I made hits
Wasn't mixed down so I

bitch-choking
Young player from Oakland
I was taught by O.G.'s fool, what you stressing?
AK's, Mac 12's fool, Smith & Wessons
You got the audacity to false claim