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porch I ain't even know we was gonna be known

And can somebody get Obama on the phone

Cuz my lil brother got a million dollar bond

I’m from double O

moves
And I said that imma shine when you said I would lose
Didn't do it by myself and I don't have to choose
Got my team like the Rangers, Ivan Ooze

thermals they couldnt fit i that
If you a rat you couldnt stand by me, just to get inside the club i use my mans ID
I was a young nigga, all the thug niggas

trippen about it
One false move watch the bro’s get violent
We can see the hate but we just ride by it
Half these niggas ain’t killed nobody
Most these

You been missin'
It's been silent for awhile 
Feeling iffy
So I do it my way
My road 
My vision 
Look
Sometimes it get distorted
I'll admit it like

Sorry if I sound just like another guy
Heavily influenced I won't brush it by
My rookie season in music arrived
I know what I gotta do to get through

is power 
You see it as bleak 
The world could be ours
You too blind to see 
But diluted by cowards 
Continue to sleep 

Remain high for hours 
This

and my opposite still look alike
Use to slap smack but I stepped
Back
How could I uplift the community by juggin
That
We in a race but we all
Black
Off

to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Straight to voicemail I’m sorry but I don’t feel like talking
Lil bro in jail

Done made a living off the coldest winters
I done been surrounded by the coldest niggas
Some niggas switched I dont know you niggas
See me shining

together, we can get a lil' nutty
And she be touching my body, I swear every night, she can get real naughty and horny
Can't remember my life without you,

I've been trying to get it
Shawty she say with it
So I land slide
Lay them pants down side
Melanin popping with the body
Henny in my system got me

think
RIP to Lil Peep, I might dye might hair pink
Twenty One Pilots, I'll drown in the sink
I got ice on my wrist like I'm running a rink
Barely skate by

litigation
And now she not comin' back
She needs more conversation
Her love is like a drug that I could never get right
I'm skatin' in and outta rhymes like

I love funds run my racks up
We all got guns, who gone act up
Bad lil bitch, she high fashion uh
She like strings and attachments
Leave no trace how

a boss
Oouu Let me grind
Money hunt
Oouu ima find
Get the bread oh yes it’s mine
I’m next in line
Now she on the wave like a cruise
Designer all the way

capping
How the hell you get a record deal?
Who the hell signed you ?
The reaper called he in all black tryna find you 
Niggas love heaven
I'll send them

still here
That’s why I’m not really on no cocky shit
This world is evil I’m tryna be a eagle to you rats on some stocky shit
Yeah I’m lil big bro see I’m

I get caught outside without my blick he prolly wet me up
He be callin too late for dem zips he prolly set me up
I jus hadda argue wit my bitch she

appeal
Got no time for court appeals
Swifty McVay got me looking out for phony's
These motherfuckers ain't my homies
And these bitches don't love me
This

got up on my squad, don't get too creepy (Huh?)
I love to stick the floor and I feel grabby (Yeah)
I pull the page back when I walk, don't drop that bag

love but like soccer you kicked it
These niggas be rats and a mouse just like Mickey
I’m on her body like I left a hickey
No more room I’m so sorry
Bitch

spent six figures (ooh)
They mad if you rich if they ain't rich with you 
I only get down with my people
Foot is in the door, tired of starin' through

improved borderlines
Gaslight in record time 
Already smash when selectin wine 
Sex not as often anymore
When the check is signed 
Next week divorce by text