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And didn't really know
What happened
After that
But my boyfriend later told me
I told everyone off
I sat out by the pool the next day
Reading Fahrenheit 451
I
berma shon dey talk
Fifty fifty middleman kraa gye block
We dey search moves y3 hwehw3 more plugs
Up and awake working twenty four seven
For me nuamon I
You are not speaking my language
Fam, I'm tryna eat, but you won't let me in the banquet
Go back to the bank quick, miss me with that lame tip
Need more
Momma lady murders away
We play twenty-four hours a day
Mind on money twenty-four hours a day
It's hard to say or tell
When there's love in the air
on beats say I overstep
You better get u a vest or a turtleneck
I'm wit the 4k know dat we coming
I'm steady praying you Know dat I'm focusing
Know dat we
sixty-five
Reasons why I'm unsure
If I should laugh or if I should cry
Something kinda fucked about twenty-five
It could be better, I should be better, I
mean
Cause I mean it
My life so bomb
It be golden
Twenty four K
What I'm holding
Solid gold bar
My investment
Got a whole new wall
I be stacking
Loving
and you ducking ysa so we spin with no safety
In the booth so you know I'm alone only me and my
Book and my phone 20 miss calls I ain't answer my phone
to mumble ? shhhiiii[00:42.20]Niggas are here[00:43.40]Niggas are gone[00:44.53]Never alone[00:45.37]I'm in a zone[00:46.60]Lemme alone, ditching
got that Ecstasy
I'm tryna make sure somebody guardin' know the best of me
Twenty bros and forty hoes, we havin' a private party
Classy sippin '42 got
you don't wanna please me[01:32.42]Them other niggas can't be me[01:35.40]And i'm with you for a reason[01:38.64]This shit ain't for
Shots with Steven
Gotta change clothes
When I’m dealin
Neighbours keep
Watchin they preein
Stay in the trap
I ain’t stealin
Hustle by nature
I
Yeah, running round, round the city in a stolo
Still got the Grand Coupe, nigga, it's a four door
Ain't worried about a nigga, I'ma shoot like
gon' play with em, shooter keep the eagle
Stupid bankrolls, pocket got the measles
Christian' Louboutins, walkin' like I'm Jesus
Ran up 20 thou swappin'
were wrong
Many more than one hundred and
Forty-four will come along
Could this be the end of time man of my city
Many artist beg for they shine
I go late shift late shift
Working on the weekend
We up no sleeping
Za pac riecken
Henny wat I'm drinking
They think It's singing
But dat 40 leave
Twenty thousand (twenty thousand)
Thirty thousand (thirty thousand)
Forty thousand
How much I'ma spend profilin'?
She come in and compliment my closet
Yeah, help for the helpless
Big money, big cars, big weed
Y'all know what time it is
But you better stack that money for bail
I'm on bail, got that
addicted
I'm addicted
It got me lifted
It got me lifted
Yeah uh
It's four twenty and I'm higher than a plane
What else I'm going to do to heal this pain
jet I’m Soaring threw the clouds
Want the things Iv always lived with out
Yeah
I’m just tryna make my momma proud it’s vow
Failing is just not aloud
camera, action it's on
Bang out my garage, and I'm on 20 inch chrome
Grab my phone, cause I'm calling Al-D
When they see the buttons, don't try
shit if he could
I'm the biggest playa hater
Thinking otherwise get in line
Made a promise I will keep the smith and wesson
bullet new day another lesson
last night
Last night
Don't want this to be my last night
Last night
Don't know where I'm at
Don't know where I've been
Baby, please stay by my side
with the threats and I'm gonna check em off
Aye
Twenty two I found who I was, twenty three I got the bigger picture
Twenty four I found my wife, twenty
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