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change for no hoes
If you a soft nigga get whacked, I live by the motto get stacks
I got big plans to be the headman
If he says he fucking me he dead man

to play
See you want burry me when I ain't dead
Boy you should know by now you dying first
Enough of the gimmicks
And they know I do this
They scared

go freshen up
Like slat wit the nose
I'm be god and I'm blessin yah
Please stay the fuck home
Im not gonna mess with yah, no

We were like diamonds
No

jefe he got him two p's and a glick
Run up and get hit with a switch
And get hit by a bolder
He was lacking right there on that strip and got hit in

Will i ever get a rest
Prolly just end up arrested
Sad boy till the day that i'm dead
Fuck love i ain't tryna' impress, uh
I swear this life's always

the pills coming down know my face looking mean
Kill em by Christmas
We sliding on eve
Can't trust Hoes cause Adam fucked Eve
Beat king hit the bitch on god

being dead
But I guess that's a problem
For another day, yeah
But I still have the urge
To talk to God
And all I wanna say
Is Amen.

trying to get my bread up by saying what I want
Is that so hard
I'm not just speaking for myself
I'm speaking for Little Jimmy that wants to end himself

Shaking that ass like a bell
I'm bouta fall into
A trance
God damn
Shawty looking like a ten
Let me be your man
If I ask you for a date
Would you give

(I'll tell you this story later, because it's not as fun if I don't
And I can't text because I'm driving
But just know that some wild funky shit went

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God

dog say
Towel on top of the steering column the whip stolen
Spin the block leave the block wit the stick smoking
By gods grace I aint took too many

bossed up
Cause she hate too see him down
I wanna ride in a coupe
With my bitch by my side
I wanna live in a house
With my bitch counting dead faces
When

chauffeur driven
Behind the gates of Heaven by the spirit of Ecs
Seen death too many times not to have a fetish for living
Promised myself to take my life

my ear but no I'm not a vegan
I spent time in the air when it wasn't safe to breathe in
This girl on my line I swear she like the mean shit
Saying just

at the rendezvous
Pick her up for a Sunday cruse
Sun goes down
Skin comes out now I'm asking god for some fruitful moves
Not on a glide with no dead ting
In and out

answer correctly jus lik yo life On the line
I must be brighter than stars cuz i get Seen by the blind
Oyea they think day i crazy lik i been Losin my mind

almost done
Put yo hands up drop that gun
Im not a God, Im the Sun
Me and Broke Boi, we are one, yeah
Yeah, me and Slump getting higher and higher
Smoking

walk
Claiming we ain't menaces lil' bitch you would be dead wrong
Start it then I'll finish it I'm 'bout to get yo' manz gone (Brrt)
Funny thing is these

Uh, uh, yea
Uh-huh, self-love, look
I don't fuck wit negative vermin
Zen luh mami slid thru her purpose
Satisfy him, learn to do right by him
Then

inhaling I'm tricking like Ghost
God bless the dead
Bloods by my side like I'm dripping in red
Foresee my future I'm mystic like meg
Can't break a leg

it
Me vs the world, don't need an alliance
Give 'em deadly stares
They get murdered by silence
Open season, I be huntin' rappers
Half of them be fake

to a a B
But not get beat by the system
I had a couple niggas that thought different
I really miss them
But listen if you ain't bout that bag you rock kickin

a ghost
Been out here doing most
Hah bitch I'm dead now
Skeleton getting bread now
Oh hoho my haed
Its painted red bro
Light bulb, recital
Psycho, yea I