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Furious, Glock with a beam
I'ma put him to sleep
Damn, on court like a Piston, quick draw
I got PTSD
She let me hit it in different positions
Like, feel like

worth a mil' bro[04:56.83]All of y'all mad I got the life that y'all wish for[04:59.33]Seen it on the screen this the life Imma live for[05:01.87]Ended

leave a breadcrumb
Bitch, what? I thought a nigga said sum'
Thought a nigga said sum'
G Block, all we know is redrum
Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum
G

there by tonite,
Beat it I can like cuple bottles of patron,
Do sum thing tonite no problem cus we grown,
So I'm a pass go, an if u feel the way I feel

a rockstar (Yeah, Sum 41)
Got 42 Los Angeles women they let me hit like Jackie
All of them told me I'm going far, might create a new galaxy
Good brain she goes

harmed by
What I've said? What moral defection
Have I suggested? No, i
Don't want to chicken out now come on, pal
The clock's running

All right, then

the properties to his name, this got them arguing most of the time (they even fought at times), although she had the support of her little sister, it wasn’t all

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Lord knows and you know I'm tough

I get the bag like it's nothing
I get the bag like it's nothing
I'm making sums
I'm making sums
While you

sum kids by em and give 'em all what they need
Even doe a nigga say this shit don't matter
Got my mind, heart, soulllll ina batter
Just 2 give you sum

Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life day by day
Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life day by day
Yo go and pray live you mothafuckin life day by

advice is move clever
They all know bullets don't got names
So they bound to go through whoever
Every day could be yo last day
Made like five thousand

this fucking strap nigga
Make you take a nap nigga, I heard you got a gap nigga
Bitch stop making all them disses if you know that you can't rap nigga

got a drum
All love to Nate Ruess, but I don't do this shit for FUN
I'm tryna' be a upscale Cali-fornium
With a wife with fat lips, word to Sum-41 boy!

scoping
Love the ways he drop it man she got em all frozen
You would rob bank to see her bust that pussy open

She ride hard, live fast
She don't need a man

shifts, she had three jobs
(I ain't neva had nada) I got to go and hustle quick, I got to be sum'
(I ain't neva had nada) I'm livin' uptown, I stay by that

always hated on a nigga i juss hope that you see
Bitch!
I got Jay in the back come and spray sum
Niggas speakin’ on the MOB come and say sum
She gon’ toot

see you shake sum
Twerk it for a young nigga let me see you shake sum
Pop it pop it pop it
Let me see you shake sum
Got them dollar want them dollars

to the crib
The way she talking gotta be surreal
She ain't think that I had seen her lips
When she tried to talk all her friends
Pointing with her eyes and then

broke ain't got no fucking motion
Got ya bitch she on my dick loving all my posts
I be really on some shit I'm 'tryn run it up
And I'm screaming fuck

it[03:04.77]It's simple, but effective; it worked[03:08.04]I got some mastering software[03:11.41]I learned about the mastering process, and here we

weed 
Imma florist
Im my own plug 
Got my own bud

I keep a bad bitch 
She keep her own drugs
Yeh she love the dick 
But she don't want love
She keep

Ay, I got you one, Junior i got us one, man
Keep all that shit, too, fuck it
(XO think he all that)

Her head was good, her pussy was good
I came in

that boy right in the coffin doing sit ups
Tryna cop a Uzi bitch I got that vert jit
41 up on his back bitch I shoot like Durk
Yeah bitch she giving

everything fall i got em all i ain't leave em[00:57.33]But they won't do the same for me[00:58.41]I remember making songs in the car ain't have a place