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family, man

You know I ain't committing crimes no more
But you be easy though
I've been gambling with my life
Trying to turn my wrongs to rights

I've been

wasn't sisters
They were her bros
They're sleep on the couch by the front door
Plus a dog built like a horse on the floor
And ain't no more exits
No back

how many times they turn to blessings 
Focus in my lab
How can I say this like drake 
She's the best I Ever had
Got a bomb in her lap
I swear that box

Yop
Look
Hit my ex bitch, she text me back and tried to shit on me
Bitch
You know I go by JO, I got that shit on me
Back in Laffy, know I push more

J and inhale
No superstitions I need my vengeance like Christian Bale
Body count 5 i know she lying i had to multiply by 5 it's really 25

Like who's

more, you know she a fiend

Mopping them up like I'm Mr. Clean
Nightmare, I'm all in your dreams
Popping the seals, pop a codeine
Popping the seals, yeah

pits like Michael Vick
I had to fall out with hella my bros to get to this point by the motherfuckin bitch
Sad they had to switch
The way we keep getting

with the greats
And my names with the Ye's, and the Dre's, and the Drakes
On a sold out stage, with them chanting my name
With my boys on my side, It'll

He saw Luol, I whip out and got shook
Like Deng, why this young nigga don't got a book
Ayy, I get my guns from Toronto
Bitch This is Drake music, new

love love, but I'm not tryna
Make do Either you love me or you can leave me alone

Boo I'm a living testament for men that get tested
By that love thing

Uh, since a lil' snotty nose, always had charisma
Now I got a lot of flows, wasn't like RZA
I was more like Meth and Ghost, now I'm like RZA
Cause

wasn't sisters
They were her bros
They're sleep on the couch by the front door
Plus a dog built like a horse on the floor
And ain't no more exits
No back

here, I'm talkin' bout a deep throat
I'm finna budge a little, huh, P-Ho
I'm workin' hard, no, I'm not Amigo
We can get drunk, let Drake call some Mingo

Recipe
Then ran a few more streets with them JT's

And them Messi's
But I'm underrated, traveled
A rocky road, the greatest story not told
I got your

can't fit through the window[01:58.24]Had to wave by so they see me, make nega say bye in they lingo[02:01.61]All the money I need mad long, hoe you can't

just wanna flirt she licking me with her tongue
I'ma keep it real, pass the game to my sons
Let 'em know the truth so they don't die by the gun
Nigga

me like Mac, Drake, and Thebe
Second project I'm back paving the way
From the land of we keep it stashed in a safe
Bound together by our trust the guys

Michael Jackson (Michael Jackson, yeah)

Gone head do your dance, drop to the floor
Gave her my all but she wanted more
Ohh, woah woah
I told you the bitch

would boo me
Now I dream that they would choose me
If it's kxng james over drake but hold up wait thats quite amusing

Cut the music
I just wanna speak

So tryna spend it again, call this Drake Alfredo

Cause he like to bang him and his friends, uh
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You know, there's just some things in my life that hurt me more than they help me
I think you one
Lesson after lesson, I'm tired of all this

you know I'm from Montreal and I usually listen to Drake but now

Yeah, there's a time for that and this ain't it. Caller, caller
Hey what's up? Am I in

They ain’t poppin pistols, they poppin pills instead
Smoke em like a blunt, straight to the head
I ain’t chasing dreams no more, I’m just chasing

looking like a lacrosse team, the way we run with sticks
And I can't fuck my fenton bitch no more, she always run from dick
And if you know, bro you know,