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(Ayy, Rocky, this wavy)
(Tyy on the beat)
Uh
Ayy
Get back

I tell the driver don't stop like Buju
Got my bare hands on the ting like fufu

my clothes, threw on them Rickys
In rush hour, got that Chris Tucker with me
Tryna pull a stunt like Jackie Chan, that big fucker with me
Yeah, now

The n is for niggas
A is for always
The s is for stayin
The a for ambitious
I do for my family
I got three children
They be the main reason I stay

a drink two fistin'
The streets are bleedin'?, now so are my eyes
N as the time fly's by with the day's of our lives
I kick back, relax, life I anaylze
I

and on his knees he confessed
The sins committed by us, evil you're thought to be and stood with
He might just die again, bc it's odd to see a good wish

I've been high 
I've been both most of the time 
But now I've gotta get my feet back on the ground 

I've been picked up, been let down 
I've been lost

through bread by the batch like a toaster
I got her head in my lap and she focused
I send them bales to the trap
They don't owe shit
Get me back next time
I

call that racial mixing moment
Now if Tucker Carlson says another fourteen words
I might have to kill two birds By OJ-ing a white girl
Fuck a T.E.R.F.

in the back of the bus OUU YEE
NIKE AIR MVX ON MY FEET
Feeling so good on the beat
Baby put it on repeat
Shoes are shining on the streets
NIKE AIR MVX

feet
My place, my home
My lawn is the drop zone
Out here slinging bags so fast, probably being watched by the DEA
The helis overhead have the best

You know, man, sometimes it feels like even the smallest things are a battle
And it's because they are
My Turf Type All Elite
KBG under feet
My

Only 100
Only 100
Only 100 
Walk like a centipede
If you step 50 don't move with me
Speed do not change how I keep my feet
I only walk with

they had my back, I learned that they was frontin'
That's for everybody wonderin' why the fuck i'm stuntin'
I gotta keep it a hunnit
I don't fuck wit

ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't

the Pharaoh
On the grind all the time where the rails go
Start by voicing my opinion on you fuckers
While the booth gets Smokey where the fuck is Chris Tucker

mention me & shit around the city I'm the top dog
My glizzy holding pj tucker in the pot ain't talking hot dogs
My game spicy as it come giving my niggas

Im tryna fuck from the back, shawty got a fat ass don't put your damn legs up (Hey)
Twin told me keep my damn head up
Don't chase a bitch like she

tired I’m still back on my feet
I’m tired of
Wackass rappers with dope beats
I’m Tired of 
Black people dying by police
I’m tired, so tired I’m runnin’

no rookie 
I got the back filled with cookie 
I got my girl in jersey looking like snookie 
I swear that pussy sweet like a cookie
Im sipping on dirty

All in my head yea tryna get back
Wait I'm in the pocket four on my jersey I feel like I'm dak
Shout out to Ev schirm
That be my brother
Shout out to yo

my boy young Pappy say
If I'm lacking I'm supposed to dead right
Hahaaaa!

cm back up in the matrix 
Niggas steady capping
Saying they caught me

casa
Or by the beaches in cabanas
Casamigos wit some freak hoes
Dat be geekin off maddonna
She wanna be my rebound
Make me feel like Dennis Rodman
Niggas

getting rich
I'm a black crow, kill a mockingbird, call me finch

Yeah they know me by the crow, but they don't know me like before
They just know for my

So you gotta stay out my mufucking business
Think imma go back and forth with you bitch ass niggas. Hell nah we ain't playing tennis
Trying to ride