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heat in the stu like a Molotov
Who is he
Who is he
Up in the Louis V
Gas in the air and it smell like the Fleur De Lis
Double cup double cup
Sippin

control
Don't be mad, cause I got your brother took, bitch, your sister drove

I'm tryin' to make a hundred bricks of pure ice, I got two souls
Bitch,

two ways
And I keep my brother in my soul, he know he ain't got a place

He told me, brace yourself, get the cake, you gotta elevate
This is major way,

the two of them were too different, just because he never felt free
Within the craft of driving through the abandoned highways on the Californian coast
That

And let officers on a chase that started in the heritage area of Wake
Forest and continue to Rolesville, causing two
Crashes before ending in

was his new brother
I'm like shit
That was pretty easy
I guess he saw the two of us
And got all breezy
Let's skedaddle man
Let's hit the road
I need

Shawty she pretty I love her throat
If she cold I'm buy her another coat
Who gon ride for your life if your brothers won't?
I'm an artist they see how I

self on the internet
I stay to myself, do my dirt by
Myself niggas bragging about murder, I'm good with that
Got thirty in my clip, but I only need one

and she boost my adrenaline
Launch like a new rocket
Stop by the spot gave me good noggin
5 in a band got her heart throbbing
She toppin up and she not

of the Moth
OK. Not gonna lie, I'm kinda terrified
I've never gone this far without my Brother by my side
So what? He was scared. But I was ready and up for

for my book and I told the dude, you got to hurry up. I got to drive to Chicago
We just pull up at two or five. And God's giving you a vision, amen
But

she a fan

AHoundin my brother get sticky like butter But he gon' get us out this jam
5th to Lenox damn
By myself wit no pole in my hand

Wishin' it

5s you would think my name was kevin
I got 2 3s you would think I'se scottie pippen
You made catch a fade like I play for clippers
Hadda shoot it in

I can't see myself, blame myself like a victim Blaming you for my own problem that is sickening
The first two problems came slow, then it quickened

a change when we voting
Bleed the system out
Symptoms of an upcoming drought
Victims in these hospital beds
Million dollar loans get you locked by the feds

Curbs and restricts
Seven, Eight
Big Brother State
Consumers distracted
Like fish are to bait
Nine, Ten
Antichrist in
Implanted consumers
Consumed by

to Bahamas, fuck a AC
Still remember summers with no AC
Ain't really playin' niggas close since my brother died
I keep that chopper by my side, can't be no

finna hit fo 5, this shit ain't 10 a G
We in B&B, shit loaded up with choppers, we in B03
On some black ops two, loaded up them straps up in that Striker,

I wonder
Out in London
Shoreditch
Met a chick
Rich
She was feeling the kid
Sally Mae was her plus one
Can't leave my brother alone so the plot was

championing any of my accolades Actions manifesting it's not much that I have to say
I live by a code like what you wait on to activate
Like two factor

Pussy boy dissin', bitch, we finna slide That nigga talkin', got hit with the
That nigga talkin', got hit with the five

You put two more right up in his

on my problems
Meanwhile I share the gospel to all my brothers
To be the unified people who are at service
I keep working in my life

Yeaa, uh
Uh, u-uh
Yeaa, u-u-uh
Yeaa, uh
Uh, u-u-uh
Uhh, uh
Yup

I don't trust a soul
I do all that shit by myself
Okay I'm lying
Got like 5 partners

their entertainment
I remember calling up the plug for arrangements The way I flipped grub he was left in amazement

One, two, five I was zinging