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Now the nigga you wasn't worried about is now applying the pressure
Yo, niggas be asking me like bro what done got inta you
I always tell em, gotta keep

holding weight
Everything new even the diamonds out the case
Lobster by the lake
Now I hit the block see the wheel watch em skate
Took the tint see

checks while having casual sex
And still put my foot on they necks
I passed the rest finna put they ass to rest
Can tell I got em Stressing
Come in fully

watch out for the piranhas
Jiggy wit it, in the city wit it, locked in the game
Boss shit gotta pay to play
Told em boys, we are not the same
Clase no

this painful world
Zipup niga more hits love you bro 
Youngsamrt for the boys and the girls too ratata.

I wish I can write but my hands shaking
I wish

right by your side baby
I can smell her, she all on you (You)
And you swear you swear it's all over (You)
Then I hear whispering
I heard her name
Boy you

everything
Everything other than the people caring back
People caring back are the ones who really love you
You can't get blinded by the ones who ain't been

I got a dolla 4 my thoughts I'm bout to cash em in
Born the year after hugo but I'm still in the wind
They say it's a new beginning after every end

Ya
It's ya boy Ram Realla, stylin' and profilin'. You know how this shit go
Finna be on some dumb shit, ya know
A1Money
Ya, ya, ya
Shit going dumb

done with my plates, honey
Don't forget to rinse 'em

Knock it off, you're a Made In China Sticker
You should buy a real vagina
Quick, little pussy bitch

or damn walk em down (Pow)
Walking like tyler terry walking like I'm homeless (Walk)
No drive by ain't lie lil niggas walk up on you (Yeah)
I need a break

back's what's on my mind
Met my demons sat down wit'em for a long time 'for I could walk
Test the boundaries wanted to know something so I decided to talk

'em spring
Listen up
And I'll teach y'all niggas all about Be 4 Play
I consistently
Call from work to keep her missing me
Never make my freaky thought

the booth if I can't come through with them rhymes
I oughta be another automated lil rapper boy who spits lies
Like I'll cap y'all with this nine
And these

shit
Yeah I hit it raw even though the glove fit
She gon' tell yo stupid ass that she loved
Bussin' up in the scene, like a Kim K flim
Getting payed

real rough shape
And you don't wanna catch this

(Nah-ooooo)

That's right. Tell 'em, boys
I know I let you down
Last night is sort of a blur
And soon

love for these bitches
No x's and o's
Drew this shit out like I x'd out a hoe
Let's get it Let's go
Got no love for these hoes
Papi What you tell em

So I'm just minding my own business and then BAM!
I get send a message by some nigga
I'm like whatever so I go to check it
Bitch you know I saw

reasons and I play by her rules
First one is don't ever fuck a nigga cause he cool
Yeah he got designer but him n his boys car pool
Rule number two is never

feelin' like a king
Gettin' in free 'cause we VIP

Moments like these don't happen everyday so don't let 'em pass you by
Steppin' on stage standin' in

My Dog died he got bit by a Fox
I smoke so much I said fuck a detox
That work fake that shit re-rock
I know how to tell time Tic-Toc
Body slam a nigga

boys like sing call em Syd the kid
Free my niggas got life that just tryna live
Since 2012 I been causing hell
Shit we did twin I'd never tell
Ho I'm

good at names
Learn the ropes or get hung by em
Hall of fame my drunk driver
Still yelling out buff miner
Booted up cuddy never tired
My new boo content

Or even worse leave em by reservoir

All that's left is a nigga memoirs