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I can't get no sleep at night
Too many monsters stuck under my bed
It must be a sign
That I
Lost control of everything
Sex by the fireside
Getting

don't mean to be rude
But are we making moves?
I can't be playing no games
I got things to do
I need a real one by my side
That be hunting too
So let me

to take his place
Bear with his tomfoolery... Even if it splits
Your face! Don't be

Fooled by a peaceful
Un! He scared of em' supremacists! Of
Whom, trump

promise when i said I'll never hit you again
You was like my number one fan
You the one cheering for me to win
Making a good girl turn bad should be

Check your method, holler at your boy
Before you get yourself crucified like Christ Hosoi
Think of how much you're loved by Andy Roy, you
Won't Enjoi

to survive
You really think you got what it takes
Bitch fuck what you talkin bout
I woke up feelin like l-e-g-e-n-d
Ain't no one seeing me
Don't need your love

distracted by a world of pleasure
He's far from friends, down on the ends, so he makes some cents
But ends up wasting it on drugs, thats not making sense
No

bouncin
This ain't no love song just saying how it is
Making money off this rap shit been my dream we was kids
I'm tired of being broke man that ain't no

where I've been
Putting in work
Making these hits from the crib
Watch 'em trip off this shit
Then show you live
Yeah we doing it big

Yeah

Tell me what

I was born hateful
Looking at this world ugly
Back and forth with questions wondering if god love me
I got an ex that wont let me live
Making life

Watch me kill it Stay flipping like a gymnast

Come here baby Say you love me baby I'll let you taste me Take a ride in the Mercedes
This the real me Bae

time (Captain)
Don't a thing slow the motion, looking at the time (Yeah)
Top side callin', tell me what's the motion (What's up)
All I see is good sign

run up on the kid as-salamu alaykum
Only action no conversation
I don't get paid for that shit boy I cannot wait on nobody
Making this bread every day,

the narcs hit my door
They was twenty deep and I ain't even know
Stayed right there by my side that's why I'm thankful for my bros
(Thank God)
(Y'all really

different
Follow us we follow Christ the whole Tribe that's squad goals
We don't throw up no gang signs but swear to God we santos
Hol up don't be mistaken
I

up in front of my (Yeah)
I love me a Gemini (Yeah)
Gas I be getting high (Uh)
She got a fattie she pretty fly (Ooo)
She tatted my name on her thicky

choose one like I'll sign with that

Moving
I been out cruising
I been out here trying to start me a movement
They couldn't do it
Bit and I chew it
Spit it

 all black like raven
Don’t read my rhymes they are sacred
My lines are bricks and I'm paving
Don’t sniff no coke I be sippin’
Niggas love when you

I've been riding around
Rolling white lines, curves, and up and downs
Making circles and squares, half drunk
And the moonlight dares

So I took

in they show you love when you die
Number nine making plays just wanna see people shine
Not in my prime I'm going up I'm blowing up like mime
Dont fuck

a grip/
Closer to the edge it's got me stressed I'm hoping I don't slip/
And fall wish I could call my dad and tell him that I love him/
Wish I could think

outside
I ain't never gone drop no bagz i'd rather jus go and slide
Fuck a deal i'm making profit why the fuck i need to sign
And yo bitch gone hit da trap

happen out the coop I
Spit about a hundred for, look at him
I got a house by the shore cast in the condo
On the tiffin the weapon floor, look at him
Nigga

now I gotta make a name like the Joneses
Making records in the eighth grade
Young kid, fourteen
Really I was doing what I love
But now I'm sipping in