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with her today
Ayy, Kill That niggaa where he lay

I'm like no lil' bitch just wait, ayy lil' bitch get out my face
We can fuck but we can't lay, I

luggage filled with jane
Leather on feelin like Bruce Wayne
One take I feel like Wayne
Wont let my pain go in vain
Free but I'm the one buying the chains

switch
Aye closed case up a brick closed case I can't show face
Hoes ate she wanna slay damn my hoe ate
Blowing gas out my mouth I feel just like Aang
I

up my Glock and all the opps in danger
I can't beef with them, they be with rats, they always point the finger

See me by myself with that book bag,

Want you face to face fuck a facetime
An I'm thuggin in the streets keep that glock on my waist line
I know time is money and I can't let you come

on the ceiling 
Lil bitch

Lil shordy wanting answers I ain’t texting back 
Cuz I know she want my time And i can’t get it back
Lil bitch she like a demon way she

feel like Lil Wayne
Got the whole city doped up
Now they fiending for me to go drop a lil tape
Well them niggas done fucked up
Malik told me I'm trippin

Hot boy like juvie & wayne
But I'm the 7th wd version 
So u kno I be doing my thing
Same lil dude from the block
Sending shots at the opps
Play it cool

Surrounded by family I love my woes
You can't pay me shit to step on they toes
Forever I Gotcha I'll stick to the code
I took a lil break I just had

(Tell me, what you really did for any other motherfucker than yourself)

These big homie rules
I give my lil' homie jewels
Some shit they can use

a million ain't nobody touching me
I be feeling down then I pop a rubber band yeah
Count my cash by hand uhh I got like 4 bands yeah
I might buy some land

Shit a little different, shit is not my taste
Shit is getting foggy, this shit got me face down
Roll into the club, you know we running late
Tryna

Chariot

Young Thug

Wildboy

2019

got money so I'm actin' different
Did it by my lonely, so I never listen
Stay callin' my phone, this lil' bitch, she trippin'
Just leave me alone,

my hair a lil kinky and my skin a lil dark

I often feel alone
No one's got my back and i can't hide
(I got my hands up, got my, got my hands up)
I

and this broad need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah, we got A-M-M-O but you get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics, that my

I can see your face, see the light in your eyes
I can see the change, feel the heat of the fire
If you can feel the pain, then you know you're

jumping like Jordan
I can't swim but I'm throwing pool parties
Got a bitch over there, and a bitch over there
A young nigga starting to feel cornered
My LA

lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)

I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,

I'm recording dis shit in the front yard
Feel me, ye ye
Uh huh, show me yo face get that mf
Ay, look
Show me yo face get dat mf rearranged
I been

Bitch, bitch, I've been getting money, can't say I was poor
My pockets is bigger like never before
My name in they mouth, man these niggas be bored

You can't stop it, you can't stop
It, you can't stop it
The world is in my pocket
You can't stop it, you can't stop
It, you can't stop it, i want

and found him
I'm with the gang trapping in the hotspot
No 50 Cent, but we making the block hot
Got a foreign bitch in my room with a crop top
No Lil Wayne

Sometimes I feel a lil hurt
Like damn how many we gone put in the dirt
It broke my heart I see my nigga on shirts
I talk to God, I even went back

the changes, nah
Now I have to face it, uh
Now I'm facing cases, yeah
Fuck it, they can't trace it, nah
Lil Burr look wasted, yeah
Bloomboi said don't waste it,