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to back, sixty-threes, we all had uzis (skrrt)
Celine the eyes, over the face, lookin' spooky
If you ever bought a three for fifty, nigga, you knew me

Huh? Detroit raised me
Detroit, let me walk you through my city
Huh?

I used to live in Section
8 housing with my pops
My hood was the gun range
I'm

Ladies and gentlemen
Yeah
Welcome
Ah I'm boutta spit some shit
I hope y'all enjoy
Have a wonderful time
Here, at the Smokin' Club
Feelin' cynicism

I'm paid
The dope that I'm smoking is grade A
Most improved, I'm most enthused l
By all of you 
Honor roll straight from the dean
To the studio geek off

fuck I live in a whore zone
All that indirect shit I’m a put that bag up
Anything personal you gone see me mask up
If I’m ever fucked up, I’m a have

but that don't even feel right,
We get judged when we live, man it is what it is,
I do this without having a single fuck to give,
It's my life best

(white)
Fuck a peace sign, you gon' get hit one time (bah, bah, bah)
I get that fish scale, turn it to hard white (white)
Live by the street life, that's

help me close the World in Your generation"
Can't you see the fire in my Heart?
I have no defense
I'm not afraid to chase the dark
Or live without regret

stunner
I'm from the struggle, I ran up them commas
Heart of a lion, I came out the jungle
Get bread by the bundles
Go come and do numbers
Send him through

OG Kush Diet

2 Chainz

Pretty Girls Like Trap Music

2017

imagine a genius that don't have a brain
That live off of resources, that learned off of geek sources
I do play with 3 persons, I got it from researching

nigga but we brought the A back
I'm a beat the motherfucker make his face flat
Hit it from the back back baby throw it back
Have a heart attack, can

Yeah I'm high, ain't no Visine
These ain't out, they like, "How the fuck you find these?"
Blue check bitches arguing on my live stream
I just talk

not worried what he on
I kiss ‘em on the forehead you a peon
Play with me I’ll play the two like I’m Dion… wait
I don’t be stressing I’m good on my own

coffer.
We smoking weed she a cougher

Don't have me yellin like csta.
Babygirl make me that pasta.
Out of your shell like a lobster.
I feed her meat, she

on the surface, hear the music let the sound in
I run up with all my niggas, make us have to put you down
You start talking to me crazy baby I don't stick around
I

was the man back then
I was Dion lil bro I had some fans back then
Ain't it funny how we stumble on the past for a laugh
See the humor but overlook how

ain’t you fault 

I guess I then mastered this pain shit you know 
I just keep going in though 
Long Live Dion

Gangsta
(different kind of gangsta right here boy)
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Gangsta...
Spiritual Gangsta

Critical... conditions we live in pitiful 
I'm not

Cocoon

Migos

Cocoon

her face fat (ugh)
Hit it from the back-back, baby, throw it back (uh)
Have a heart attack, can you handle that? (Go)
Maison Margiela dabbin'

the Fruit of the Spirit are actions
Live one, live all!

Delight in the Lord; and He will bring you the desires of your heart!
Oh, what it's like to lack

Can't you see the fire in my heart
I have no defense
I am not afraid to chase the dark
And live without regret
And all I really really want is

couple people got no pot to piss in
Once you figure out yo calling gotta have tunnel vision
You can't be stalin but the same time can't be rushing either

it pierced me to the heart 
He still lives inside of me, we've never been apart 

If you get close to him, kiss him once for me 
I always have

9 to 5
Work that out like 9 to 5
Finally left the trap
Now I’m going live
Back blowing strong we gone be alright
Old flex cool her and me alright
Had