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the gas then I Zoom

Y'all batter get in tune 

We be surfing I'm a wave 

Excuse me bitch get out my way

Got me drippin Lemonade, boy 

This rap shit keep

Curry blew that 3-1
We finna blow y'all boys out the water
Better team up in my BAPE, if I smell blood
Full attack mode
Give yo bitch back with

of man
Y'all gonna push the god
Make him turn into a goon
Have me turning into Abraham
And worshipping the moon
Put a spell on your son
Curse him in

these niggas dropping dimes
They pinned a case out on my nigga he aint do the crime
Way before all this rap shit i swear that life was fine
Just talked

the bitches and the fame
I ain't trying to preach
I'm trying to show you game
Yea
I always tell sons
One day I ain't gonna be here
Y'all gonna have to bury me
I

the on, ya you know who he chose

I won't fall, I won't switch for a hoe
Y'all be hating and think I don't know
Bro, I been up, been counting dough

buddy, Keep it moving buddy)
I just hope that y'all are ready
See, I never really meant to stab my dad with that knife
See, the plan was to insert

the subjecct of prose
a rose by any other psydenym is prolly as gross
you drop a track and they ghost
and yet you still wanna boast
well i been coast to coast

Cause you a btchWhat you a Poodle Dawg!/
You Motha say my Dck reminder
Her of some kinda log/
Im kinda large and I dunn
Fuck'd all kinda brods/
Ya Moms

blessings
I'm smoking dope
So you know I'm never stressing
I gotta do it
So I gotta teach y'all a lesson
Go to school and you never touch a weapon
Got to go

and
I'm not about to redirect attention to this weak shit
Though I see it

Salt y'all throwing in your stories on IG and
The real ones know the real from

than you
You laugh cause you know it's true
Even when y'all together, you still alone
If we can't be together, just be alone
You really thought I was

it safe, never
Limit yo view of life
On past experiences
Or cash y'all I'm serious
Stay faithful to experience
It clearly is a period
Of walls with

I got a PSA

Bitch I ain't mother fuckin friendly
I'm not mother fuckin friendly
Like y'all niggas be getting this social media shit confused

I know

cluefliX
Me and BXbyjay
Y’all niggas act so gay
Im shoot like L Pepaya
Imma go hard on yo bae
Bitch i'm coldhearted
I don’t feel a thang
Got that strap just

no Lauren
Henry David Thoreau'ing that fake ass shit out the windu
My amethyst bish Grace Windu
Shawdy aint into
Whateva y'all into
We at her crib

composition got some niggas booked that's out of town
He ain't fucking with corners trying to make it off that hound
Then ran up $50,000
Y'all just thought it

23,
i'm still figuring things out,

not there at the moment,
but that don't mean i can't smile,


y'all don't get it,
you can't wear my shoes,
only

water flow, this is that gutter vibe,
Raw like the bare knuckle fights,
Other kind, don't care about y'all race, I am color blind, no competition,
I need

compared,
To Brodha V's impotent hammerhead,
Which can be lifted by none he said,
Immolate dumb fucks they're never clear,
With topics and concepts, which

from the bottom gotta taste of the dirt
Overcome by a crave and a thirst
For all my demons to be slayed in a verse
Safe to assert that it worked
So put

Young JAH5 man, back like I never left (you know it)
I know y'all fuck with when I talk in the beginning
Lets get back to it
(Aye Shaj, you feelin

ass fake y'all ain't got what it takes
Wasn't getting high enough I started smoking on buildings
I'm standing up tall but I'm surrounded by midgets

Yeah, listen in

I just needa know married to the dough
SNL tonight lSD Tomo
I been on a roll gotta lie for y’all
Araf hit me up he got a place to go