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money ruin the genre
Rap good bc i listened to Wayne, drake, onika tonya

2:11

Everyday is earth everyday is pride
It’s black history n A-A-P-Iiiii

champion darling 

I Get faded

Know you hear the money call

Yeh

We live by get rich or die 

For them pesos 

Don't believe come and see 

Caskets 6 deep

of preference

2021 my life feeling kinda odd

I got shouted by Drake

but feds locked up all dogs

free my dog we two peas in a pod

feds tryna give us time but

paying you attention
Just like Drake with this tax, man

Pray the Demon I don't pass (No)
All these bitches got sass (Woo)
120 on the dash (Skrt)
Pray

hate this
Somewhere on the A-list
Sitting next to Drake bitch
Wondering where my eighth is
Losing all my patience
I think I might've lost my character

like I'm on the hunt
Drive-by on a motherfucker in a Corvette
These bitches be talking, "shut up, I need more bread"
I ain't a killer, all I do is

Funny actin cause they know fosho' they can't beat us
Cause we strapped wit' heaters
Talkin' bout scriptures so get it right by his stripes I'm healed i

ain't never did nothing by my got Damn self
Everything that I did I did for Everybody else
I wasn't looking for no clout really Nigga fk the game
All I

at first but now I can't contain it homie can't ignore me
Came up from the bottom how I started think that Drake should know me
When you reach my tier then

back
But what's the point if it won't fill the glass
And I'll be one of them OG's talking bout' how I'd be Drake
Till' I got strep throat and had

are empty shells, I decided to take a stance
Im ascending higher than smoke from marijuana plants
Got me hanging on by the seat of my pants
Im just

Lil Lackadaisical
I'ma shoot my shot, like a drive-by (bang bang)
I put in the work, but you don't even try
I want a conversation, but you're always

like
But you like to spit in the booth
Her vocals was in and out like the tip of my dick
I had that bitch singing a tune
And Drake said don't be running

another bitch to fuck
Yeah, I love it when racks make me feel better by myself
Yeah, I've been losing control with no distance
I need help, yeah, I just did

fail
Send em to hell, going to jail

Saved by the bell like James
Fuck a vest, nigga, you know we got aim
Fuck his chest like a zombie, we like brains

I'm trapped, feel like I'm trapped
Thoughts racin' now and they don't like to sit still
This a whole different monster that I rebuilt
I got one more in

the preacher and yes of course I sin
But onto brighter days
No more locked in a cage
I'm an astral being I belong on a plane
Far away from reality cause this

don't know brakes
Her ass fake she got no cake
I'm too fly ain't got no cape
Lil bro he gone keep that Drake
If you're reading this it's too late
I caught

feeling like Gucci the way that I’m moving.
Be feeling like Klay by the way I be Shootin.
Ball on niggas but I’m not even hoopin.
Gang Sargent got

great I am
Yea yea
Yea yea
Ok ok
Yes
Ok ok
Look
Aye
I said shout out my lil shorty
Cause I know she wan' be me or sum
I can tell by how she walk around me

at Freddy's, more like five fingers in my ass
Something Kanye West would like
"Hey Kanye, did she put her fingers up ya booty? I'm- No!"
Nine plus ten may be

Listen, I'm entitled to what all of my rivals got
I'm entitled to all the fame and fortune I don't got
I'm supposed to be the king, but Drake

I think I trust my Bitch more I fucked without a trojan
I asked him what he take he said he just hate being sober
He tried to take you to the top you

gon' never ever be the same
Cause we ain't keeping it 1 hun
(Fuck, we ain't keeping it 1 hun no more)
I lied to your face, so you lie to mine
If you