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Bad blood in the melody
Off key but I’m singing it high
Johnny ain’t a remedy
But for now, ya he getting me by
Hey can I bum a smoke?
Does anyone

goin' to school, from a five-day suspension 
Graduate to the streets, cost ya life for a tuition (I'm a dropout, nigga)
Gettin' cash and drug money

Exe ziyaw nakanjan
When I pull up I’m done
All these niggers week I call ya my sons
And bitches i been killing dreams I ain’t got a gun
Every hater

liquor out a snifter feeling themselves
They’re pulling techniques like they’re stealing the twelves
I’m calling over the waitress and as I open my wallet

Ooh I slide up by ya sound

Headshot Pick a pen
Poppin rubber bands I'm a
Big dog 30 bands 2 3 bitches pants
That's a red dot Throw it
Back push that

to touch our wears
Pushing
Their girls to talk to us like, "Go, go
Go over there" ("OK!")
"Hug his body and get the autograph" By
The time he tried to holler

ain't what I was tryna say
How you feeling? I feel great
I feel great, yeah

Give it a rest
I'm not impressed, nah
Say it with ya chest
Straight

the balls
And after one too many calls
I'd come back
Well I'm sorry sorry sorry for ya baby
But the circle I'm spinning in now is mine
All mine

So I' will

Stop Playing [Original]

Beema Monroe

I'm a G.A.W.D.

2014

Pierce Florida we winning
I'm grabbing they attention and this only the beginning
Am I sinning dear Lord or you approve of how I'm living
Ain't no time for

Sober Thoughts

Young M.A.

Herstory in the Making

2019

temporary pain to turn to a stain
I wanna live but my joy for life is stuck in the grave
God I need you more than ever, I was hoping you came
So used

in my ear
Keep your distance, I don't feel ya
Ay, Pound got that AR and that R8
Know I'm in that i8 with that 308, don't violate
Broad day,

drive myself
Rather fly myself, most time
Rather be all by myself a party of one
And I'll keep going for as
Long as the arteries pump

Don't start no junk

he textin/
Ya boy RoQ — get bag like bell hop at a board & breakfast — If bars are stock, Im Gordon Gekko/
Whos the dopest muah, Cole, of Kendrick?/

over from within
Then u lose direction 
Crashin into more of nothin 
But I know it's more within 
Anyone else claimed to see
I'm by ya side just you

then I can’t respect ya
I do this for the hunnies Ima big city hustla
Don’t test me or my squad will murk ya
Pull up in that Nascar
With a Becky on my

heart 

You can't tell me how I'm feeling how that feeling for no reason 
It's so wrong but it's right I don't know but I can't fight it 
It's them looks

lied when said I would never harm ya
That's prolly why I got all this damn karma
Prolly why you blame me for your damn trauma
I got in her head now she

Blessed
Way better than the rest
Nobody can contest
I got a gold chain on my chest
Given to me by the best
God will never find rest
For a moment I

or son
Shedding these tears and smoking a blunt
Sorry for lying and all of the stress
Wish you the best but on to the next
Till I had heard from one

Financially free
I've been plotting long
Like the evil Morty
But oh geesh
Act surprised cause ya slept on me
Bitch I'm the key
And I'm finally free
Grant wishes

Talk to me, I need to hear you need me like I need ya
Fall for me, I wanna know you feel how I feel for you, love
Before you, baby, I was numb, drown out

with pajamas
Excusee it’s time for my entrance
I’m just tryna cop a drink with no tension
On yo clown shit replyin wit no mention
I don’t wanna hear your

teams
I make it in our own city then
I’m living out my dreams
Baby girl these niggas is fiends out here all for the hype
On the mic it’s like learned how

I've been peeping you for days
Seems I can't shake my old ways
Got me plotting just to say
Hello
To ya babe
Yeah I just wanna get to know ya
Grab you