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(Aye)
Halos in the clip (Aye)
Came up on a bag
Popping these tags
In the new jag
Woah, Don't want to brag but you know my bi***es is bad
Lil N***a Im up

The Chance, Ms Sancha Needs Cash
And She Wants It Fast
Give Me All That You Got Homeboy
'cuz This Cuete That I Got Aint A Toy
It Packs Nothin But Hot Lead
Throw

hit the ground running (Running)
I'm so stunning
Wherever I go imma still be gunning (Aye)
Imma be something won’t all be for nothing
Call it triple N

tell my niggas go and bag it 

Growin up born to ball start banging red john wall 
Fuck that bitch n dish her off throw a lob like Cris Paul
He a rat he

n-nothin' if if you want it to
I got tears in my eyes

Packs of the loose
Gon' past the blues
The whole crew came through
And we all went rude
And we not stay

pop ya
Pack zip lock ya
Make it so that you can't be recognized by the doctor

Unidentified mommas mistake when they
Found yuh chalked up n nigga

My

a faction
Bet we split them boys up like it's fractions
Nigga won't catch me lacking, you know that I be pistol packing
On the end by the way I be sacking
Bet

summer my younging hunger rise quick, why this?
Watching son die living gods sin, Minds bent on my final hour n the time spent

Bare witness 
The Nile

on my image
The people I used to know, they all keep a distance
How could we not be trapped in a forest
If danger comes by and we tend to ignore it?

Make her love it then I'm gone by the night
We in hell but it won't melt my ice
In her head I'm up there with the lies
We in the trap with it them packs

opportunity, I hopped in the stew
Ion need no one else, it's just me n the crew

I get them fast like the speed in my raps
Corny industry game yo this shit full

on the chest
99 on the sweats
Rats strapped to my head (Bless)
550s with the N, laced up and took some trips out west (where?)
CA, LA, SF
Bay be where my heart

BOSSUP N-
I done got dope that don't hit
Broke bread with people that bogus
Gave a front to a mofuckin dope fiend
ODed off a perc that wasn't clean

right by the pump
Cause when you shining like this it's a chance they can stunt
Next stop we hit the wedge we need some liquor to pour
So many cases

wit a hollow filled 40 by my dick
Im real as it get like a large intestine im wit the shit
Day and night in da mix got yo uncle callin me for a quick

toy
You don't want beef, you just pack bologna
Feed you shells like macaroni
Full of acrimony for the rats and phonies
Kidnap ya brodie with a glass

on goofy niggas they just wanna know how
Play wit us were gon turn you to a pack
How you home? You got caught wit a strap
Watch these niggas man I swear

we're given
This is coalition, not an opposition
Not gonna do a fat lot with Keith
Better of if Jedward got his seat
Cannot keep their rat hands off your

I'm by myself just run up and get subtracted
My b**** she fxking spoiled cause she want her fxking ass did
Key doe say I'm tripping cause ion like to do

Let a nigga kno 4 he go give him a sign 
N sittin I ain’t  thinkin bout shit but dolla signs 

It ain’t about the money well then you wastin time

ain't hold that,
Look back,
Say it again,
H A Y D E N,
Look back,
Know my name,
See me I got my own rave,
Cd's or radio wave,
Play the game high no

a split 
I gotta be rich 
Ima be rich
 
Verse 1:

I gotta be rich 
Sack bout as big as it Get 
Pack bout as loud as it get 
Water my neck and my wrist 
Car

Freedia, baby, we was slammed right here by the Georgia dome
And I'm slammed, thinkin' bout all my bros behind the wall

They can try to stop this shit, boy,

who you fuckin as long as you Zelle'n
She look like Aaliyah
She One in a million
Step on that stage and she making a killin
Surrounded by Gs that sell