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Grimey! If you choose to live by the gun, young one, with hits
Five nine is my height
If I was ever to grow, tell y'all a lil' secret
Nobody got
Take back the one I used to be
Take me by my hand
Take me as I am
Make me a better version of me
Tell me that you want me
Tell me it's alright
Tell me
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
it obvious
I'm sorry but I'm not
My sentiment is, is y'all stay throwin' shots, so you gon' get what you give
Fuck you, back then right now
to stop (Yeah)
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me (Hey)
When you have to purchase mad D batteries (Oh)
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make
a prettier you
With more selflessness
Yeah, she's version 20
She's the one that all along
I shoulda been looking for she reciprocates
Calls before she goes
with me
All my fans, all my beautiful fans
Anyone who's ever gave me a listen, all my people
I come from a generation of pain, where murder is minor
and half white
C'mon this sound it had
To come from somewhere, right?
Nah, nah, see homie race is not the issue
And if you stepping to me like
It is I
Yeah baby, you should do all that
Come - Yeah baby
(Oh yeah, this is gonna be good)
Eighteen and over, I wants to bone ya
Eighteen and over
Hi
threes
Life is short is what some nigga said
Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
It's funny how these black killer companies is making
make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you
make room, MAKE ROOM, make room)
You can't stop the shining
Yo, don't slip Mike
You don't want to go there is all, trust me
I know your girl wit you
is surrounding all that you do
And, O my people, act according to your ability and way
And I will act to my way
You will come to know on whom will
the vibe is all wrong
We don't want no repeat so the satellite on
Say she like that Sooper so we playin my songs ooh
Playing my songs
I'm sorry can't stick
Behind all of the leaves
I don't want to be seen
Too afraid of how they'll react
Not sure of what they'll see
The wrong version of myself that I don't want
lookin' at me?)
And I'm with my honey
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
You got, you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden
lookin' at me?)
And I'm with my honey
(Why you over there lookin' at me?)
You got, you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden
The preacher, he's busy tryin to save souls
The devil, he wants all control
You see, life is to be lived on the right accord
So don't sweat it, young brother,
ass
Now you broke
Sitting at home
Wishing to get all of it back
She said if I throw it
Are you gone catch it
Hell naw bih ion want what you Passing
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
ya
Not to be hot to trot by a haunt
And why do y'all got to flaunt?
("You gotta use what you got
To get what you want")
Cool, I heat you up
done smoking all of that cock he comes hard but I'll come harder you mad I'm in your face I'll grill you up like I'm Jeffrey dahmer, who said you were
bein' dead and Tekashi still livin' is a crime
God, you gotta do better, you been fuckin' up lately
Bro, all I hear is Pop Smoke when I turn on my radio
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