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enough and now we counting stacks
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey
Hey Hey Hey Hey
I'm running a check and I'm getting paid
Run up a forty

allowed
The AM spraying
On the road
Trynna get the gold
Like western times back then
No cowboys
We keep revolvers
We gone run over the crowd
Smoking Vegas

care but I had to ask
Last weekend went by so fast
Like Keith Sweat girl we gotta make this make last
So pass that glass
Ill roll some grass
Turn off our

grow a plant let alone by the acre
Go hard or go home see we do things major
(Aliens n chicken strips, chicken strips)
(Aliens n chicken strips, chicken

on my lap
It's all fun and games till somebody shoot back
No subs baby girl, not the type to do that
I just mic check, 1-2 it's a wrap
If you come out

balling as a rookie no Lamelo no Luka Doncic
The monstar, came from baby checks now they looking monstrous
Making deposits, hustling daily like trading

focus on the future and ignore the past
Gotta worry bout the next and forget the last
Gotta still run up a check even if I got the bag
Gotta grind from

fit dey wait oh, cause na all the money me i want oh
Make them check my worth, make e plenty oh
But e no go, good for evil
Make my mate, dey drive

dog gotta gave her own bed when she sleep
If it's weak we don't check in
You see I got bags don't be breaking these nails
Bell hoppers is helping
Gotta

feel too outcasted
I've been outlasted
Every time I speak I get blasted
By my own damn people
Man I couldn't catch a break
How you gonna judge if we all

a hollam a hollam
I hold d rap game lek some nga way i bend yi for corner
Drop ontop beat put d men dem fo coma
Di run that ya mop when we jamb who go hollam

On the block
Or the spots
If shit gets too hot
We even got twat
Pump guns
Plump sums
Want some get spun
It's time we come up
Run it all
We call this the marathon

You could safely say, I've had enough of being alone
So I check out the display of my mobile phone
About a 1000 times a day, I perform the same

bullshit you shooting out of your range
You took a shot by simply calling out my name
Huh
Looks like you missed it's time to run you on your fade
Better

money, we a bunch of hoarders
Nike shoeboxes, money filled up
Going through so much of pain, this shit was building up
Suspension going up, this shit was

hatin' on me, I hate myself
They say you are who you're around, I just stay by myself
Real G's, move in silence, sippin' champagne
Pre-rolled joint, got me

with it, can't stop till every Check eight digits
Ninety-seven baby, push the ninety-seven Plymouth
They fucked up when they started Saying everybody

to 5 at Amazon
Drop like a rack or two, baby that's nothing
When picking up, Imma cop by the dozen
Fuck who you loving, in love with the money
I'm

fuck you
I just wanna cuff you
I think I'm in love
But
I was just cappin
I was really rappin
Sorry that shit happen
Can we make up
I wanna fuck you
I

P.O.W.'s

Necro

Sabacolypse: A Change Gon' Come

2004

by days end
Truthfully we were the lucky ones, the fortunate
I remember stories of ways the doctors mainly used to torture men
Children and pregnant

And we ain't gotta come back soon and we ain't gotta worry about what they do
Yes baby you didn't make a mistake ill hold you by the fire on the lake

I keep it by my side 
Know i'm with my shawty really she my ride or die 
Know i'm with my niggas and we kick it like muay thai 
I'm just tryna get

confess
If I ain't got nothing boy I got pain
Run away with me baby
Hold my hand through the hurricane 
We can make it to El Derado by early tomorrow if we

my office
Crying like baby, counting all my losses
I gotta daughter that I barely even know
She's already 17
I barely got to see her grow
The funny