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Chi town windy city slicker
If you knew better I can't pity witcha
You can tell by my paws
Ima dog so I don't get involved
With that kitty litter
Food

gun
Pehle bhi tha choda ek jhaantu with a man bun
Sabko deta shot tere bhai ke hain bars
Brown Munda got the choco inke mooh me de doon Mars
Roz chalti

a whole new world past that stop sign
Few years later got my first got my gun
Nigga cross that line somebody gon' die
Mama don't know me rules can't hold me

ridiculous,take a sit and sit back 
Watch me go run up the cheques 
And murder this niggas in songs
Gun powder in mind 
Brainstorming then sky high 
Ain't no

a playbook its a blitz game with a gun
How I miss her we aint did nothing  man that bitch came one of one
He got lined down by a bitch nigga get your lick back

Meet me where the sidewalk ends
There's a bust of Von Humboldt, and a hot dog stand
We can cut through the park or walk the museum 
Look at stolen

out of gas
We stopped by the LTD, I put bourbon up in my glass
Reverting back to my past, this crime shit in my blood
Been putting together packages,

Uh-huh, see what I'm saying
Long live the real man
Long live shoota
Death to the fake

I ain't even gon' hold you though
We gon' get straight to it

about a thousand lashes
 Quarter you, horses stretch you out like elastic
 Feed you to dogs you'll be eaten by mastiffs T
His ain't no easy choice, no

aside
I'll make it to the top
I just wanna go against odds 
cnd burn down the Babylon

(Burn down the Babylon)

I hear the gun shots
I hear the dogs bark

a drug is a drug
Take that till I feel numb
Came back with a steel lung
Thought it wouldn't hurt this much by now
Still does, no such thing as real ones

I be bouncing on these beats like a basket ball
I realized all you bitches fake after all
All you Niggas hungry and homeless like a stray dog
Its

storytellers
With a reputation for concealing evidence
going to the grave
With their secrets
Grown man liars
Hiding wedding bands
Like someone put a gun to their

could never stop
I'm going in with this rap shit giving it all I got
I got betrayed by one of my dogs and that shit hurt a lot
I hope you read between

gears solid
Tom Holland, Spider-Man, Uncharted blowing up the market
Barking, My dogs earned their territory, They fucking marked it
I started from

we shootin' a hundred
My niggas is rare, we comin' from nothin',
we turn nothing into something

I'm a dog, I ain't fuckin' with snakes
Make a bad

How the fuck I'm supposed to be a man, I never seen one
Never seen a husband, how the fuck I'm supposed to be one
Saw my daddy, dog my mama, how I'm

glad skonto

So many slugs in my gun
Only one drug in my blunt
Big dogs get drug to the front
Best leave your love where you from
You can't come in here

askin' who inside the sign
I'm adored by the guns
Hit the shore just for fun
The church lost, it's none

Now I won't stop till I'm done
Till I win, even if

200 block shit
I was saved by the bell like I'm Screech
I was broke, now I get bills for the cheap, nigga
We the ones who switch up the weather, we

I been needing help
I been by myself
Talking to myself
Losing all my health
Thinking bout my daughter
Wish i could be there
Know i need some help
Yea

can't even leave without my gun, and this shit a switch
I can't even fuck that bitch for fun, she always in the mix
Bitch I'm not a singer, I'm a artist,

Jail stints were Bar Mitzvahs
I became a man by balancing fist fights
And turning the other cheek
Tyler Durden left brain
Right brain?.. Jesus Christ

Mafia so all the guns automatic
Droppin a deuce inna sprite
Know ima star I gleam thru the night
Keep me a knock I don't gotta fight
Run up a play in