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Saw my chance to go back after I faded
This time mama Kay Dolla Finally made it
Maybe sooner or later I will be the greatest
I made songs That should’ve

Larry Fitz
Rappers saying they gon' shoot that
Up and bury this
Tell his mama go identify him
By a pair of kicks

The cuban weigh a key, you see the rolex

And try to hack you in half
But that's the way it fucking goes
When you have to rap (yah)
To express yourself
You're tryna best yourself (uggh)
You're not

like?, Tell the judge)

Yeah, hit my lawyer wit a half brick
Told him if i get some time, nigga hide this
So when a nigga touch down I can grind quick
But

never drink liq just sip lean
With a bad yellow bitch looking
Prestine tell me why the
People mad at me cuz I'm
Killing beats only doing
Half the beat

finger
Get lost you okra
I’ll ban you for sure
If mama serve u finger
And u find it yuck
Drink some water use your finger
Push it in the mouth
If u your

entire space till you can't recognize no one by their face
Leave them burnt to the third degree bet your mama done heard of me
I'm on a lyrical murder

verse 1

Remember back in the day, me and my niggas was talkin bout a major payday//
Way before I made it out with Shay, rented out my mama couch,

on my favorite titty
Uh, I'm picky
Mama taught me well and my granny taught me plenty

Twistin' that spaghetti, sweet and spicy like this bitty
You know I

Wow wow..Wow wow..
Please be..
Please be by me
These things are not me
I've grown to be strong
Now I just break songs
I've been holding on to me
But

I can't predict what's next
I'm half towards regret
By now I should be something

But I feel like I ain't doin' nothing

I told you I would be

around and bust his tater
She say she ain't suckin' dick, bye bitch I'll see you later
Went to the mall and spent the 50 ball, I'm dyin' by this paper
I

Cause they really pussy
And i dont need alot of hoes
Im already tooken
In a world full of snakes
Half of these niggas fake
Mama lil mistake down by

Cheque by cheque
Just over broke
Just over broke
Just over broke

Working that night shift
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go

the crowd start going, you can't tell who cheering or booing
From the bottom, we climb
I swear to God, my nigga, we fought for it all
I got slimed by my

the Buick from Mama T, I'm back in The streets. New studio
The ink is still wet on the lease. It's A studio that means I eat and rap Where I sleep
Breaks my

dare you try and tell a nigga what he can't be
Black Merman, how dare you try and tell a nigga what he can't be

Monday mama had to work, bus pass in her

Little me-o, Pharaoh Cleo?
Okay, no time to grieve

Think that's alarming, you'd be right
But it gets worse
Married my half-brother
And we ruled

through
Cant wait you know I'm on my way to the Loot
And Greatness ain't neva too late to pursue
Pops told me do what I gotta do
Mama told me Do what half

finna get off
I'm finna break this goofy
Shake some
Take one
I'm finna make this movie
Put that shit up on my mama I really hate these goofies
Did it with

in my sleep
Make me wonder, how you picture the cup half empty or what?
What you love, who you trust?
I was down now I'm up, lost a diamond to my lust

I lose my pride
Having shootouts  by my momma's house, I think
I lost my mind , High Speeds gettin' away from LMPD, thinkin

They can't catch me I

popped a molly 
Now she extra high
Boy I roll around, i'm looking extra fly
Then. i hit the hood and sold half a key
I did it all for my Dear Mama
Like

again
I don't drink too much, but pour me up a glass, I roll it by the half
Shout out man's with the pack them other niggas lack
They ain't up for