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Cars Wentz taking over the fucking Super Bowl
Bitch, I am the underdog, 199th pick
20 years later, dozen championships, he's still nice with
Yeah, I am
if they not guilty

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I want a palace for my thugs, wit oriental rugs

Green bags from drugs, get wacked for the love

Twenty niggaz batter me,
name is Hector but back in his country they call him Hectòr
She strip everyday but Sunday 'cause she still make time for the Lord
Got a red dot on top
blunts be punchin
Niggas act hard but you know who really run shit
Trap on Sunday, gotta pray to God I make it back on Monday
I make it more than one way
poking my jacket out
I'm n the back like Rosa parks my car n we park my ( music loud )

Sunday church gon Count me N, offering came put twenty twin 
I
pushed back
Like some bleachers
Back like it's May
No Mercedes
I can't let ya play me
Drum hold a whole hundred rounds
Imma give ya eighty
Twenty left
Pure love

It's twelve past midnight, don't close your eyes
Your soul's half alive, and I'll be by your side
I've come to take you there, show
Pure love

It's twelve past midnight, don't close your eyes
Your soul's half alive, and I'll be by your side
I've come to take you there, show
catch you in traffic
20-round clip, curved magazine
And you could leave the Earth over small, little things
John Gotti hit the cake, go bada bing
And you
catch you in traffic
20-round clip, curved magazine
And you could leave the Earth over small, little things
John Gotti hit the cake, go bada bing
And you
Everybody fine
You got nothing to mind
But when ain't nobody by your side
Ain't no cameras for the blogs
No recordings on the mic
You can see it on your back
that he's still the best
Fuck it lets have a feast, Go ahead murder the chief
These niggaz rappin' back and forth don't know what beef is
Until they
in Buckhead
I drive a BMW
I was breaking hearts
And taking names and numbers just for fun
Stealing kisses wishing I was twenty one

Well Thursdays came
bigger than Beyoncé and Kanye
You niggas weak I’m talking Sunday to Sunday
Back in Atlanta I just hopped off the runway
Link up with JID then mediate
back [01.04.20-1.06.14]
People been capping - When last you did it like me? [01.06.20-1.08.22]
Eating on L’s like they free, bitch I cop wins in my sleep
back [01.04.20-1.06.14]
People been capping - When last you did it like me? [01.06.20-1.08.22]
Eating on L’s like they free, bitch I cop wins in my sleep
by the time I got back
Had a couple fresh twenties burnin' holes in my pockets
I threw em in the closet in an old shoebox

It didn't have much in
Mitch[01:19.04]Told me as a git[01:20.28]You a joke if you broke I ain't with the funny shit[01:22.80]You know how I'm coming bitch[01:24.49]Laid back gettin
intentions already taking yo place
Keep my head up and stand tall
If I stumble, then I'll fall
Will you pick me up at all?
Will you pick me up at all?
I'm
for the last twenty years
If you real mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Mothafucka scream cheers! (cheers, cheers)
Yeah and it is what it is
He stood at the pulpit for 20 something years
Never let a Sunday sermon pass him by
But in a hotel room in Lincoln, he failed to follow his own
dreamed that they died
Unresolved traumas way deep inside, internal bleeding still taking lives
Try and explain away the traumas, mentality cut by a knife
curb your rage
Iu0027ll start a new religion, no church Sundays
Donu0027t worry about money, no person pays
Unless you got it like that, no personal gain
First skipped message sent Sunday July Thirty-first at Three-Twenty PM
Wuddup homie
Hey give me a call back when you get this, man I need a little

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