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Live in every moment so I don’t mind it as much 
Why not live it up
When I step it’s Gucci Louis Prada 
Ten toes down you can tell by my persona
I lay

need drug money all my bread legit
Got it comin' in you can tell by my fit
And I got these niggas mad 'cause I'm poppin' like a zit, I'm gone

You know I

bless all the souls who thought to work with the kid
And let me tell you this not talent boy I worked for this shit

gonna Stretch em
Fuck all dat fake shi juh tell me da Truth
Why in de hell you been smokin on Boof
Juh hit my line if you want bubba Kush
Im smokin dis

the worst now
And only fans got these bitches actin like birds now
Why grab guns
Keep getting paid and have fun my nigga
Cause any day could be your last one

is your family and finishing your plate
Nobody cares
Only thing you should be on is being gratified
With what you viewing in the mirror, by any means
I

One take Luv, and I said it like this, wig on em
None of you niggas I do drills with
Nobody but my brothers and sisters I'd ever kill with
Niggas do

I ain’t paid enough
That boy said he waiting to see me that nigga said enough
Leave em on that pavement ain’t no shots off hit his head a lot
I just

Sitting quiet gets them wetter
Even better
The way that I trample over they corpses
Leave 'em buried in my basement
When I'm done mic recording
This year I

make a play
And then flip it by any means
And don't get caught up in friends
The cheddar turn em to enemies
Rat mfs
Niggas Mickey the bitches is minnie,

down checks
And when your bitch call
Im fucking next
Guillotine law
She give up the neck
And I know shawty loves me
I can tell by the way she touch me
It

getting started, you already finished
I'm smoking some dopey, it got me so lost
This is designer, can tell by the cost
Drip in some Chrome, I ain't rocking

(Black man, black man)
Never not workin', never, never not
(Never not) get to the money, black man

She don't wan' be with no likkle boy
She want big man

Similar to bowls of honey
Got the sweetest heart
Just to match em
You're a Goddess
On me
Fun fact
Plus ya premium quality
So I'm gassin you up
When I see ya

I'm irotic
Fuck a nda you can tell yo friends abt it
They can come through as long as they sloping
A bitch will get popped if she try robbing
Money is

me I don’t like them either Know it’s backwards if I want love
Gotta care be aware your boy gotta feed em Took a toll on my soul on this road to get

and failings into something better
Wrote pages and pages but I couldn't spin this into something better
And boy I agree it's weak to want you more than you want

And have her sit between us
In the front seat of the Lincoln
Stacy wants to know
(Whats old Stace up to)
All these schoolboy tricks
Tell em they gotta go
See

the baddest
But be threatened by
Any shawty coming wit some status
Like to keep em on a leash
While they go workin their magic
But this one here is different
He

Hello and Goodbye

Fury in the Slaughterhouse

Super

2001

been the same

I can see by your eyes, you thought they'll never go
But tell me please where are they now
Remember me boy 'cause I told you so
But

to my big niggas

Jost idia, jost coming

So I stay down, niggas tell em
Straight down

When I hit em with
The two fist  like a roll Block
Yeah

Shawty

the weight coming bricks by the mile
I could tell she want it from the way that she smile
Pour a double cup in the vip and I'm high
I ain't sweat a op keep ma

wealthy when it's Bleu Chanel
No evidence, you know we maneuver well
You can tell she wants me if you knew her well
I'm just chilling while my haters

[G-Dep]
Listen...I'ma tell you straight like this
Word up! Listen...

[Verse 1]
Hey yo! I walk down the block
Wit' my stomach in knots
Spend time