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can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass

I'm a lil nigga that you can't hold
Don't you be worried where a lil nigga go, bitch you ain shit you fucked with my bro
No crip nigga but top

you'll get more shit done
Too much pussy over here to be choosin' just one, they say you live by it, you'll die by it and I die by the gun
Too much pussy

the real niggas gon feel this 
Ian made a mil yet but I feel rich 

I pop mo shit then a lil bit
If you hating on me nigga betta deal with it 
I know

a lil' check
So I can ice my wrist
Grind every night
Til the day I get rich
Just so I can cash out
And I can pop my shit!

Tell em' Im'a talk my shit
Get

money
Already know these bitches gon' want somethin' from me
Chop fill up his liver bullets in his tummy
And you know lil toni slime ball my nose real

she a lil lit
Mmm
The liquor got the best of her
She gon' come and bounce it with her friends in here
Bounce it for a real nigga
I'm just tryna get you

yourself
You can't keep up by feedin' your friends (no)
Bein' a dummy, that don't make you real
Better keep you some money, don't blow your lil' deal

Give a fuck bout a feature I'm walkin' on shit
Yea I've said it before I'm as good as it gets
But I'm humble I still like to eat my lil grits
I won't

[Intro]
This some real nigga shit 
(MBC, you're crazy)
Uh, uh
Uh like what they talkin' ‘bout?
Yeah
cy' mane you know I can't control what nobody

why you niggas envy but you needa stop it
Cuz all that jealousy shit don't put no money inside ya pockets
(Nah for real stop that shit nigga)
I don't do

come too shit, I might pipe
We all go to the telly
And I fuck it up like Mike Ty
Lot of thotties be wildin, they on Snapchat
Hella bad, yeah calm lil

rappers taking pills by the fist full
I keep it simple and my shit still sizzle (Hot) 
You got the drip
Ya your lil flow trickle (Man)
The rap game is super

All Me

Drake

Nothing Was the Same [Deluxe Edition] [Explicit]

2013

the man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it

lil' nigga, you ain't no real one
You ain't got no money, nigga, that's your fault, go and get you some
I lead by example
I was down bad, fucked up,

Doesn't feel like real life
I live in dream life
Pull up to the spotlight
Like I'm Lil Skies
Got me feeling real high
Like I'm finna touch the sky

uh-uh, no
Y'all don't look like the truth to us
Hype off that lil' dirt you did, that ain't shit to the kid, whoa
Niggas ain't tellin' the truth enough,

heart
Real ass niggaz don't cry in the dark
Nightmares of the bottom
Dreams of being at the top
Did this shit without a journal
May my words be eternal

fuck with a Nigga
I ain't standing by no man
To be accepted
Known for moving on my own
So they respect it
I just hustle ain't nobody
Did shit for me
Took

the secret, she'll be good, good to me
Is that right
Gold foil condom, finna fuck the homie, bitch, bruh a real nigga
That's the only thing I told the bitch,

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh
New shit, new shit, no prisoners
Uh, yeah, uh
I say now we don't drink no criss
Yeah, make me run it, uh
Nigga like he

Man look straight off the rip 
Slide with me Imma put you on some old Yuuurp Liiife shit
Camo gang shit my mama 3rd child shit 
Broward county nine

twice and I'm getting 'em hit
The real ones been dying
The fake ones is lit the game is off balance
I'm back on my shit the Bentley is dirty
My sneakers

Gang, gang bitch
Shhh
Bitch I been around for too long
Know that that shit that y'all wearing is knock offs
I'm on the road while y'all fucked up by