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wanna come thru, and I ont even know what she really onnn yeah 
I dont even trust you, wasn’t fucking with a n**** when I wasn’t onnnn yeah 
We was in

9 to 10
Pass me the rock watch me shoot the J the K and the M cuz I don’t Ls in the N
Heaven or hell will I fail will I win
I been on the road
For

Yeah, yeah
Nat Gang forever
2000 till whenever

I don't do that cocaina
But I be smoking hella reefer
Playa price I get it cheaper
Deliver that mail

They don't see tha vision, just know I that I get it, it's all part of tha sequence
Summer 18 already poppin
Burst thru tha door that they was just

want me officer
Yeuh
Don't lean on my car
All alone I had a loan and couldn't pay that thing off
'Til my nine to five started paying me from five to nine

I'm with my ride or dies
I let them know about the money; don't try to hide it
I work a nine to five
But I could still cut through the check like

stop it
Switch ups don't get options 
Come and see my views 
Out the mud we pulling through 
Bitch I got that new 
You gone get it some years later used

Caught up on a lot I took the burden tryna be the one n
Now I'm looking back like shit I never could've seen this coming
I don't blame em shit at times I

to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity until eternity

The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start

they make a entrance, n***** all figured that I was different, so I figured  if I'm different than a n**** need to make a difference
Shit, I need to get

V1:

I rhyme’n like
Using them perpendicular lines in a scope
Chain’n cinder blocks around the torso the bodies don’t float
M67 grenade A composition

out tee grizzley
Had free crack like lil bibby
Give her a hickey
She only wanna get wit me cuz my niggas smoking on sticky
I hit her 9 times just like

Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever

[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya

Fuck Gucci, Prada, Fendi, balenciaga 
Temp me nada, empty. all outta
Empathy, prowl on a child, like a coward
Sickening to put it simply don't

Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Get your shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 tho they got Nine hits
But

get this mula hondalay
Everyday that's everyday run the play from state to state
What my baby say she think that I'm the greatest by the bay
Get out my

bitch  ,  
Niggas  is pussy n really be frontn  and don’t be on shit 
He tryed to front n got cracked with a bottle I’m Really the shit 
30 shot come

the nine), man
Better tell you that it get dangerous in the nine
Ey c'est la vie, bae my life ain't never easy
Writing this on a beat (uh)
Heart is feeling

know is mugs
He busted for weed & now he claimin he thug
He back n forth, 6-9, crip or blood
These vatos faker than cement filled butts
I'm hood at heart

Y-Y-Yvng Menice, you killed that shit!
Yuh, ayy!
Let’s get turned up, in this bitch!
You feel me?
Yuh, ayy!
What? Huh? What?
Yuh, ayy, ayy!
(Corona)

up on ya bitch 
N glide 
Fuck fuck 
Fuckin' on a kid like 
Slide (She mine she mine she)
St-St-Stuntin' around cloud 9 (Yeah yeah yeah)

She got that

by myself now
I been doin everything all by myself now
All alone, in my zone, by myself now
Cause every time i let em in i just get let down
Every time

Never gonna beg nobody

Can I dont wanna 9 to 5
I wanna make music n just write my rhymes
Do this yeah for the child of mine
N spit these lyrics from this

is)
Ask the chickens in your
Hood 'cause they know
(It don't stop, that's how we doin' it
Y'all)
I get the coochie everywhere that I go
(You know about