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ride 
40 to his back he in the sky 
Or he parazlyed 
Blew the stage tonight 
Suicide 
Lambo suicide 
Speed off in the night at 
Its in my eyes 
Thru My

h*e, I push her full throttle
50 round poking outside of my joggers, I turnt a Tuna Sandwich to some Lobster
I went and made the impossible, possible,

cloth
Y’all just be moths, gotta get y’all off 
Cus y’all Be leachin on a nigga
Going through the motions brought the street up out a nigga
By his

by drama lately
Had a heart to heart wit God
He just told me link wit E
The streets will say it’s payin off
Yo lady compliment my fit she don’t know

any mix with the champagne I am a bubbler
Mom is a bitch then that makes you a son of a
Flip it and get it back call it a double up
Hit the store do it

street just like a tire on a curb
I been tryna eat just with my dog like Scooby Doo
Smoke exotic I get high and then I don't know what to do
And I'm gone

shit and its all three incels' fault right
Add it all together for a left
I've been fresh to death since I was five
Just read back the numbers in my

getting back on that program
Sit-ups, push ups, everyday a slow jam
Staying prepared, cause everywhere is a clear date
With fate, but the judge ain't giving

In the matrix, overdosing on red pills
Hit overdrive to feel alive
Exit the city, wanted by many men like fifty
Tears hit the wind and fly all the way

chattin' for attention
Lil' bitch I ran up forty in a month so if I'm talking it's a fifty
On my momma huh
Faking the stability's a no no you facading huh
I

failed to correct
You cannot be perfect
When we missed to elect
We come from the slum
We don't, vote
Keep your, quote
To the street we're devoted, it's our

I'm too bright to beaten by stunners
At this point you seem to be the dumber dumber
In dumb or dumber, you should just hum hum hum hum hum more
Because

my way
Cause I sprays
Every time I'm in the booth
You know I slays
Any rapper at this rap shit
From back in the day
A street fighter Fiasco
On my Lupe

by the nightstand
All in my DM's talking spicy like a cayenne
Till he seen my face and got to acting like a blind man
Never let the left know what's

the ride
If we were off the grid, I know that you'd be hidden with me
If we were somewhere on the street, tryin' to score a dollar fifty
If we had it all...I

think we need some distance (yeah)
I'm from where you can cigarettes by the buck
If you make it out they'll be saying that's yo luck
Where you share

cry I can't cry

The light is blessed on these cold streets
All of my friends eat, we all built to win
But then again, maybe it's for the blessed folk

(Gggg gyra)
(Bitch)
(Hmm)
The lights off, we still shining so you know it's us
No days off, I'm still grindin' FN by my nuts
Fifty P's ain't bussin'

after I help my mama babysittin'
I was smokin' by my dolo when I rapped on instrumentals, I was

Lookin' for serenity (lookin' for serenity)
But, you know

They said come for 9:00
We came for 12:50
By 2:00 I was gone
And took the whole party with me
We ran down the street
With our pants around our ankles

Bless up, we here to apply the pressure
You rappers wearing vests but we aiming for the neck up
Back when Nas had the tek on the dresser
I was

Whitney out my duffel bag
Lil J5, He be spazzin' out his mind, he tryna' double back
Who it is?
What the fuck you want?
Nigga say he want exotic? It's

pleading, I'm on my knees
Floods envelop the streets
Black people still dying at the hands of the police
Fires destroying homes in the summertime
Winter comes

Fifty-Sixth Street
Has got me losing control
When I think of what could've been
If I'd a spoken up just a little bit more
Sit down at a restaurant, studying