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screaming, “he's trying to kidnap me!”, when I drove by them with a wink or something silly, now I'm pulling bunnies, in a tinted SUV 

Have them sign

Envelope, at the door
Comes from an angel far offshore Sealed by the lips of a distant princess
Edges dipped in lavender incense Pictured hills, with

Just a matter of time 
cnd the whole grime 
Is gonna fall down, from side to side 
 
Shiko tani 
Si u prehet fati 
Kush lun me zjarr digjet pa e dit 

not afraid to live
Yeah, I'm not attached 
To material things
You lock a door, I bust it down
I'm not afraid to leave

So, so, step aside
So, so, step

and while coughin'. 
You helped and you taught things. 
Forever is true,*
Lovin' you's my calling. *

cn open door policy. 
Talking about you'll holler g.

fumble
Chance I was given make plays like I'm Pippen
Lord knows I am driven but I am not trippin'
I'm beating my demons little by little
I'm making some

6-car garage
Wrap around driveway
Spectre by the door
Understand to understand
Or use Google more
There's a lot more in store
Vision of boutiques
Accounts

a King thinking twice, wanna catch her by herself to ask her what's the price, I got the weed, blunts, and drinks - plus the  Presidential, do you got

wrong
Nigga thought we bought this K for nun
Huh
This glock gone eat him up
I send some hot right to his door
Just like some Pizza Hut
I just bought a mag

Round 3, Round 4
Dick was hard when I came through the door
Got me calling him Oliver Twist
Please Sir I want some more
Give me some of them throat babies

know what was still to come

They said their "I do's," and we got in a line
I grabbed me a plate and something smelled real fine
I walk down the aisle

wanna Hop, In a new lam, I been a ghost
I couldn't fuck with a hoe, cuz she doin' the most

Casper and Hattie, lil' niggas turnin' a ghost
Two to three

ain't slick
Now, this is how they go
Kick him out the door
You need to kick him hard to check

Before he really work that nose
And this a strip city
We

Ayy (it's Hokatiwi)

Grindin' like I'm Rob Dyrdek, this shit ridiculous
When you play that back door, you cannot be conspicuous
Only time I match

stores no more
cuz they know me , worrying trying go drawers
and that for sure
then i laid em down on the floor
then im out the door
yeah JK i swear I'm

just talk it out instead
But that door closed when I started with meds
Keep losing my family, keep losing my friends
But that's not your business
Know

laugh when we step in the building, end on the ceiling
My head is up in the clouds and I can't go down
I live for the moment, I'm here right now
Wait,

through the door
Don't want a little taste
Ya gotta give me some more, c'mon

Livin life like a son of a gun
5,4,3,2,1

How do you want it?
How do ya need

bitch
My niggas like the SWAT, kickin' doors in this bitch
Show me what you got, I'll give you more of this shit
I'm always gonna score in this bitch

what little
Resources are left to the poor
Just to have a car and an apartment takes three times a
Minimum wage job, and most businesses don't pay
Even

once or twice, but three times, Lord you're lovely, sing my destiny, and define the word to me.

We turned away, and now pain, is how we learn.
It will

In the new years of Baltimore three years ago
Everything in sight was buried in the snow
You rushed out the door with slippers over socks
To see your

Yo, let's go, L3, let's go Why they hit my phone say they wantin' a feat
If you not with the gang gotta pay you a fee If you not with the bros gotta

Pull up to that block 2 3 shots get a nigga missin
They think im smokin on ole boy but that’s none of yo business 

Big kill standin on bidness 
Run it