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I'll drop you like it's hot hot hot
No sleep
Young days
Posted up on the block block block
Want smoke
And you can get pop pop pop
Yea I Stay away from

here telling all yo business
Ain't no secret is it
That we coming for your position
This is proper planning
I'm in proper motion
Walking on you

here telling all yo business
Ain't no secret is it
That we coming for your position
This is proper planning
I'm in proper motion
Walking on you

myself by day three and still I pass
Meanwhile you can't humour with laughing gas
That you on the freeway I just passed?
That you in top fifty I just

'll say I'm wrong
As long as we get it in by the end of the song
That voice is music to my ears, got that smile like Mona Lisa
You perfect girl I swear,

they burry me...
Doctor this music like respirators and IVs
Bet You Guessing no questioning this is BYG
So keep ya distance I'll be this way til I'm 6ft

nothing but freezing (Cold)
And I always walk with the heat on (Road)
And all I really want is Ps

Look, ain't heard of me? Then
You must be deaf
My name's

and do your research (Research)
You cuff her I put her to work (Working her)
Cop me a Lamb I skirt (Skrt)
Ballin' like Kendrick with Perk
Then I pop

now
Never be there
When you feeling down
Of course they pop out
When it's sunny now
They want what you got
When the money count
And I'll only sign
For

bitch, she toxic
I can't fuck with her, she off roxies
I'm like MJ in the 90s
Bitch, I'm - Uh, you can't stop me
She be wildin
I want noggin'
I'm tryna

a snow globe

All of these stupid 9 to 5 hustles
Only been fueling all of my troubles
Music goin' pop just like I pop bubbles
I make a melody of my

the bread so much that I think the bakery is my habitat, unh
Keep my shit clean like a Laundromat (Yeah)
If he talkin' bread, we want all of that (Yeah)
They

Bitch I want to know

On the top floor but I feel the same way
Mental fucked up but I'm popping champagne
Music been my crutch but I'm still feeling all

never miss a shot, I up the clip and imma clear it
Bitch don't ask me bout yo nigga imma tell you I be chilling
Bitches beefing by they self come pop yo

better shake some 
This is master mind im going non stop 
Man get out of my way I’m about to go crazy 
Now you see me 3 , so all better calm down 
We got

bet i'm bulling you over like dozer
I be writing the music Im keeping it heated my shit popping outta the toaster
Word to momma ill get to the top cause

dress
Give me the motive, they know I'ma show up
And feelin' me make 'em like you less
In this industry, all I see is pussies and
Dickheads like group sex

my pole on
Roll one up and get my smoke on
I know you niggas is lucking the drive I can tell by the things that you go for
End all my wars I don't

up on it all

They sat on me like I'm just a kid
Life is a nightmare
I'm standardized
I'm just a citizen, now they right there
But I've been building

at the awards
I want the platinum plaques all the sickest tracks
You know music is mi amor
Yeah
And in truth I cant decide, and in truth I feel deprived
Unless

swear I'm in my prime 
Ain't start at the top I put in overtime  

Get to playing on these beats man this shit is silly 
If they try to slide down glock

secretly you feel this
All of My skillzez
I'm never high when I'm spillin my feelzez
That way you know it is real
As you are
As you were
I want you just

Give the fucking name, give me the fucking shame, all you fuckers sound the same, ducking in the blame game,
Game is deadly, treachery pretending

you might walk by
(Never know)
So I gotta be right on time when I see you
RIP, ooh
And something now is taking over me, hah
(What?) ayy, devil on my