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homie returns)
No one stoppin' em'
I ain't stoppin' all gas no breaks
Steady risin' I keep raisin' the stakes
Lil' devil gotta stay in yo lane
I'm in

dirty dishes
You see the mission is never compromised by the bitches
And all the riches can never take away from this feeling
You get the picture I'm

me
Their negative energy 
Spoke wit the inner me told me to get the fuck out of their way

All of em dishonest
All this shit i'm on it
In this shit no

to lose it all
Make em go insane 
I want to lose it all

Lose it!
Rock!
Lose it!
Rock!
Lose it!

Wreck it
Wreck it
Wreck it

My mama mama mama 
Told me it

You can take money all week
Cause I got all this money on me

Baby bust it open for a tip
Cuz you too legit to quit 
You know I got all this money

and I'm done wit em'
If y'all wanna bet we can double up, man I thought you was rich, where your bands at?
Just another lil nigga out here fronting huh? Man

Know I let em go, don't feel better
Kills me when I'm low, it don't matter

Some of the raps I rocked I wrote while talking to y'all, 
And y'all still

anxious so girl
Just keep all your secrets
There's no point in spillin' em
You wanting forgiveness
Get in your car and go home bitch
I've some unfinished

Welcome to the mind of a motherfuckin' maniac
Pray for me, y'all, uh

Stick up, stick up, stick up, stick up
This for all my broke real niggas

Why do we get judged by the color of our skin
Black, White, and Brown, but we All American
They want us divided that's the
Only way they win i just

*Adlibs*

Izzy 
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like

Bring the bikes and the rides out 
Gas'em up 
Fire up the grill 
Cause today gone be a good day 
Hit the streets 
And we gone party like it's 99

lost it when my father was in his coffin
Before he died he told us to take care of em
Me and my brother stop by whenever we in the area
Times is getting

em amazed so many ways
Still the same dead guy from back in them days

Ugh Out on my turf
so serene is the scene
Without all them shysty deals
An them

the Vaff at? Pass that shit
Dumb nigga got lined by a bitch
He thought he was fuckin' till we got em hit
Don't slip, or it's clipped
We gon make sure you

ask dat shit
Dumb nigga got lined by a bitch he thought
He was fuckn till we got em
Hit don't slip or it's clicked we gon
Make sure he die on dat strip

Breakin' on a bitch nigga
Drinkin' on some Crown, clown
Watch me whoop a dirty ho down
I was raised to dog 'em all
Smack 'em up, jack 'em up

not catch 'em today, but I'm gon' find who you are
And when I do I'm gonna put your ass up in the stars
Blood all on my jacket huh
Wonder what that'd be

[Intro:]
Jingle bells
Purple kush smells
675 one ounce
My trap do numbers, chickens all summers
But come back dawg we're out (out)

My swag turned

Darkside

Future

Darkside

2017

I'm not afraid of the dark

Uh, I am not afraid, I am not afraid ('fraid)
Uh, sick of the oppression and all the hate (hate)
Uh, money

Honky Tonk Girl

Hank Thompson

All-Time Greatest Hits [Capitol]

1989

to watch 'em whirl
'Cause she's just a honky-tonk girl

You can never change her ways
Though you give her all the world
She's got more than one or two

For approval of him but the truth is your identities defined by someone else 

They say I needa get it all get the money get girls get the cars so 
Imma

I be in the clouds 
I be floatin (floatin)
Keep a shooter on my side 
He gone smoke em (smoke em)
G- Lock on my side keep me focused (focused) 
G-

the whole gang
All the opps wasn't on shit
Call 'em ho gang so much money
I use Benjamin to make a paper plane
Listenin' to Paper Planes, shoutout MIA (Oh)