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Ftftft, beep
Beep, beep, ftftft, beep

Sosa, why you walkin' like that? (Huh?)
'Cause the check, nigga (Ftftf)
Why your bitch walkin' like that? (Bang)

had a boyfriend, I still left it In her mouth, that's on the gang

Big homie he be wylin' like he Greedo
Mr. Snatch Ya Chain, brodie should be called

dreams, the shit done got me deranged
Words got a speech impediment, it's too hard to explain
I get paid by the hour, how the fuck is that rich?
Being poor

to the details this shit is sickening
Sometimes the more important things is hidden
By all the pain that's culminating up into a nic stick
Brandon Miller but I

ball with no ref
My niggas movin' around with that stick
Finessin' this gas, make it easy and quick
They ridin' the wave, but we on a ship
So, bro, we

she packing that nyash then I think I'm might fold

He like baby where you at
She leaving w/ me right now
Tryna get this D right now
She tryna give me P

Khosen:

Hmmmmmmmmm

Even if I have to sit my ass down 

For a kool lil minute

Dress bummie like I'm homeless

Lay low like Im wanted 

Then that's

this
Never felt nun like this
Tears in my eyes and I just let them flow
I think that it's time 222 let all the pain go
Never felt nun like this
Never

left right left 

yo grandma heard of me even tho the bitch deaf 

put the dick down gotta let foot rest

old Betty picked it up like it's 25 cents

met somebody like me before
I need a (That's Right)
And I need a (Okay)
And I need a (That's Right)
And it tastes like (Okay)
I need a coupe with no

the wind
I got that dope, hit it with the Fent'
I got that coke, I need me a brick
Dont fuck with them hoes who go for the 50
Money Montana, hoofing

Chilling with my bro say they wanna do a cook up
I pull up to Stu pass the mic and I lay up
Verse on a track fifty fifty that's the pay up
My nigga run it

broke my heart it half
Crack me like an iPad
But I do, I really want her back
But i know that I can't
I been swerving in a Cadillac
I put 50 on the dash

Chilling with my bro say they wanna do a cook up
I pull up to Stu pass the mic and I lay up
Verse on a track fifty fifty that's the pay up
My nigga run it

jumped the gun
I do all this music stuff to pass the time, to have some fun
Beat tapes made like fifty bucks though, maybe it made fifty one
I made two

but she love me on the low 
You say that you love me that's a no 
I just can not have it so like hold up, check this throw 
Ay like hold up watch me

of my seat
Money my love and my stick all that I see
I'm way ahead of these niggas that I see
Getting this bread, fuck if you like me
Sippin' this red I

and drop it
I don't wanna see shit but your back pockets (yeah), the way that ass move is 
Nonsense - probably got a lame n*gga reaching for his wallet like

know baby I know
Everybody's catching that vibe
Everybody knows everybody knows our vibe

Life is like a camera so lemme suggest this kid
Focus shoot

that she Lebanese
I ain't hit but she say I make her cum in her dreams
I'm like buffy on the beat ima slay sumn
It b carnage on the beat when I say sumn

Know I was made to do this
Last album became the nudist
The way I bared it all
Watching my fears dissolve
Showing you all my scars
Imperfect just

shit mids it take me back to middle school
Fillin up a cone just like the page I'm flippin through
This pen is pinnacle
Fucking up some drums I think I

a fella like Dame and dash
Grip the heater and slap your ass
Cock it back, automatic clap your ass

Now this is how a gangster mash out
The homies in

by your side
Ima stay right by your side
You know that life ain't perfect
Wonder if it's worth it
But Ima stay right by your side
I seen her