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You got a prob with Lil'Rob? I think that you should chill 
Cause suicide is easier so use a pill
Player hurtin is a birth defect 
Thats why yo wife

tried to rob me, oh my god!

I wonder how my friend is doing
Here I am! (Zeke)

Talk all your trash, that's a bad move
'Imma go ahead, stain his life like

You got a prob with Lil'Rob? I think that you should chill 
Cause suicide is easier so use a pill
Player hurtin is a birth defect 
Thats why yo wife

cannot be tamed
Who is the general supplying the rank
Talk with the devil to move up the chain
Might cop a lil uzi cause I'm filled with rage
(Yeah)

Your lips
That voice
Those hips
You got me like yeah baby
Your smile
Your style
You got me goin' wild you got me like yeah baby
I'm just trapped by your

same nigga's you never saw
They couldn't even show up to court
Those the same niggas helped you do the job
Those the same nigga's taught you how to rob

I was cruising on the driver's side
Riding down 59
With a question on my mind
Who Really hear me
When I'm vibin' in the studio
Putting in the time

bottle
Gotta rendezvous
Yeah I'll be the daughter who
You wish you never had
Never would
The one that talks hood
When she's intoxicated
Need a lot of booze

filled with 16's that
Were made to transcend the halls like where the Sistine at
This is medicine for the sick, vitamins for the healthy
Treasure for those

want bread by the loaf baby point me to the dough
That's money talk
I get down I get down I'm a mothafucka'
Fuck that lil' chilly pimpin' this shit here

see when I bleed cause we got different brains
Different dreams
You want me act like Bruce
But I'm a lil and those are different Wayne's
Different names

lets
Discuss how you gonna talk about it
Got ma name in yo mouth
Hope it taste like shit
Socialpath when it come to a bitch call me
Lil nevea came boy

hands warm
This is boss talk, New York!

Toast to those friends or foes
The real from the fake
The chauffeur knows
I coupe the flow
I know you know -

it so coy
Reminiscent of the Manor pigs
Who be like: all of us equal, but we a lil more OINK
Word to Napoleon, melt you like a bouillon
Time to pin

the straight bars, driving foreign cars, own a Maserati, not Rari
I'm the one that's coming up
Hold up, running for me for the clout 
Who's really trynna blow up

location, n*gga tell me what you wanna do
Richest n*gga in my city, who TF are you?
AK right behind me make this b!tch a breeze
Wipe his f*cking nose like he

nigga who is you?
My locs on bright, baby look at me
She like how I talk, I get it from the p
Lil Jon did it, the party goin 'dumb
Put it in the air,

sliding 7.62 my cuzzo asked who's who
What you tryna do a lot of my niggas got nothing to lose
Bad bitches by the two I told them meet me by the pool
Nah

that y'all listen
All them deaths and emergencies
Growing up around burglaries
Those petty thefts steady irking me
I hate I hurt those who's close to me

swerve on that I don't talk to girls who are flat
Sorry I'm just stating facts hoes only want me cause you know I got cash
These hoes are fake acting like

to talk loud and want fame
Two hundred racks in one day
Who knew it'd make my brother hate
My rolly gold you still thinkin' I don't got it
Bullshit yo net

with his bitch in public
Talk about money  bet he'll change the subject
I can't wait to grab a cream and make it muddy
Yeah they know my name but who

can get shit brackin
Drop sum money on that nigga
We can make some happen
And i can't talk to much
I don't know who listening
Got me feelin like i'm

I want the bands, rob me a bank
I want it all in my hands
I want the bands, I wanna bang
Fill up my pocket and pants
I want the bands, I need