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in my city bitch don't know the name bitch I go by Slixk (It's Slixk)
Don't be having me in yo mix shit like that might get you zipped (Boom)
Monkey

The commas
Be out the mix, I hate drama
I got guns like Osama
Presidential like Obama
By the way, act like my momma
And I'm funny like my uncle
Don't take shit

Pedal to the floor
With a bitch you can't ignore
In some shit you can't afford
Live by the sword and I'm soul searching
My time now I ain't next up nigga

of the family get the money been the game plan
I said that shit when I was lil still the same man
See once they bite the hand that feed em gotta change hands
Cut

fucking all the freak hoes
Never missing my shot like shak on free throws
Shout out my lil Chickos them my amigos we be baking Pastelitos
In da casita not

Got no off days 
Or no weak days 
Only strong survive
Street or suit and tie 
I rock everything 
I’ll do anything for you
Can’t mix water with oil 
I’ll

keep lighting loud that's why I'm stanked out
Ignite an ounce and see the haze clouds
Get it by the pound I keep the dank round
That guy a clown then he

Ay, talking out his neck, my youngins quick to flip the whip, uh
I mix all the ops out with the zaza, cause they zipped, uh
I know she a thotta by

if he wanna
Extended clip long as a lama
Put a opp in a coffin HotBox
Mad cuz his bitch wanna fuck me that bitch a lil thot thot
Knock off his dreads

with a lot so please don't give up on me
We kissin' lots in the lobby it's gonna be a good night
Not a thing that could stop me wanna be by your side
Had

to fuck, I just might
I just might go fuck up on a lil bad bitch
And she hasn't had shit till she had me
I can tell she wanna fuck
Just by the way she

I'm from the Lou they crash out for
No reason
Watch where you step or get caught By a demon
Step through a thick cloud of smoke
So you see me
I make

somebody to hold
So fuck what they told you

That's why I stick by to myself
You'll never find another like me
Sometimes I just cry to myself
I'm on my grind

shit for real
Just like method acting
A lot of rappers slacking
So it's only right I make a lane
And pass em

I won't get caught up in the mix
I just

how to mix
And I don't really consider it an album for real 
Because as my first album it just doesn't live up to that good of a project feel

tights
I be on some shit
I would rather make us rich
You my babygirl I know how hard this shit could get
Grab you by ya arm and then ill pull you out

the wall
You find out who yo friends is
All faith, Saint Jude
Nigga that's my pendant
You can never play me
Cause I know I'm the shiznit
Orange juice mix

Give me a gram go higgaty ham
Busting yosemite sam
Keep going flow never could jam
Fuck you thinking I am
Give me a light t h c
Bitch mix it wit

the flower or drip
I could twist one from da mix
Pretty green bud & iy all my blood
Swear I could bun by da brick

Yo tengo marijauna
Psychedelic trippin
Third

We can run it up we get to them dollars
And she stay in school my lil bitch a scholar
Tell me what you need and watch me go and get it
These other

move
Yeah they know i'm clever
I'ma do what it takes no matter the weather yeah
I ain't giving up
I ain't giving up on god
I did this shit by myself
I

N*gas don't wana get physical hit em with criticals put him in critical uh
These n*ggas broke ts pitiful slide by myself cuz I wana get rid of him uh

Lil nigga watch ya mouth
What the fuck y'all talking bout
33rd
Hit the pedal one time and I'm out
Move work even though its a drought
I had to link

Leavin' the worst of my worth
I must love my soul
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Days go by
Pay no mind
To the people that wanna see me dead and gone
Waste no