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We ain't no joke, you'll get smoked like dope
Leave you floatin' like boats, you'll be soaked
From yo toes to yo throat, on folks
Even the pope can't

I ain't sellin' my soul, bitch, I'm pullin' up
Meals on wheels
Bitch, I'm blowing on dope, man, it's straight out the pound
Bitches turnin' me up

Never compare me to too many of em
I'm just a different nigga (I'm just a different nigga)
If you a man of your word and you speaking the real
I can

We got 100's on 100's on 100's on 100's you see that they banded up
Tha dope it's comin' it's comin' these razors keep cuttin' my hand up
You throw

my God man this place is really dope, yeah
Where'd you wanna go? Where'd you wanna go?
Feels so nice
Feels so right by my side, feel alive in

like copy
10-4
Dot told me go get em I said bro
Man These niggas that’s rapping not near close
When I put on they I music I hear ghost
Cuz Ion be seeing

Ahhhhhhhh
(Godlike)
Hahahahahahahahahaha hahahahaha
Hahahahaha hehe (Perfect)
Man I feel so alive
I'm seeing through my third eye (Eye-eye-eye-eye)

Sliding down second
Just me and my dog
I remember selling hard
In gecchi man yard
They got the audacity
But don't got heart
Try to run off
But he

by OGs not to look down or to floss, man 
Gotta pay in full
You already know the cost, man 
Niggas tryna ride this fucking wave, but they not dolphins

Sliding down second
Just me and my dog
I remember selling hard
In gecchi man yard
They got the audacity
But don't got heart
Try to run off
But he

And every thing's just a dream

G I Joe man he ain't slow
America's finest killing machine
He don't smoke
But he's high on dope
And everything's just a dream

a rage
Gauge my gargantuan range I'm a necrophage
Sustain life by eating those I have slain cause

I'm so fucking dope man
My music is soap can
Clean up

Comin' up, I knew that one day I'd be the man
Started out sackin' up grams and grams
Nigga had a plan soon as the money hit my hand
Time to expand,

smoking on no name
Snitchin', wasn't none of the dope game
Hold your own, homie, I can handle the smoke, man
Problem solver, yeah, the bitch go bang
Run up

block for a month, somehow this came to be
Career that I've chosen, man, it's not how it seems to be
Y'all see glitz and glamour, dawg
I see percentages,

Shorty smokin' dope, she wanna get high and get turnt
Threw a "one" at my mans like ima Jalen Hurts
I protect my feelings as hard as I can, cause I

you
I got good supply, if you need drugs I can front you

Dope man, running game, been here in it ain't shit changed
You can suck my dangalang, if you

of dope you smoking
But it's potent for sure if you ain't noticed yet
That I'm just too focused to produce new dope shit
To let you hoes or foes in friends

lawyers or doctors just burger flippers and dope boy hopefuls,
The white man a shooo the black man a shoot ya 
Sir I wanna be legal but I feel myself

bogus
And your style is a clone bitch
Of every last rapper that mumble or tune they whole shit
Man that's hoe shit
Bring em back to '06
Grab 'em by they

guap
Is a struggle of man
Heard you wanna get help?
Trouble no man
Getting up in the trap 
And I hustle 'em packs
Serving dat shelf
Out the project flat

Man I Shine bright Like Gold Coins
So the Whole World Better Treasure Me
Stand Alone All By Design
With No Need For Accessories
More Dope Than A Top

watch what you say
Cuz im by the door
I aint tolerate shit man
Thats the score
I maintain, sane in the brain when I pray
Grab my dope 
And im ready lets

Yeah, F-50

As times go by, I twist the lah
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gon' die
You think I'm off point 'cause
You see me gettin' high
But