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(Yeah)
Niggas couldn't help when I was down bad
Always got some shit to do
Ain't need no helping by the time they get to you
But it's funny how you need

Five shot, six shot, seven shot, eight
I'm twerkin' ass yeah I'm feelin' great
I'm sippin' liquor til water I taste
Good vibes only so get out my face

the Spitfire
So you and me can, so we'd be free to hit higher
Yeah Eastleigh built the Spitfire
'Cos of a Few brave souls in the sky
We are free to, yeah I'm

Couple years they trynna take from me, take from me
Girl would you go out ya way, just to wait by the gate for me for me
So you got the looks, but boy can

uncle wasn't posed to leave the state
Cause he was still on papers
(Yeah)
(Nah)
But you gon kiss and tell
I learned to never give out love
Just keep it

swangas yeah
If it ain't about no money don't call my pager
Because my money gets jealous
Blame us we balling so hard
They think we drug slangas
We just

friend
All these bands that I command I feel like Uncle Sam
Count that shit
In that water it get deep you can't even stand
Cant
Took that bitch

the dope without the triple beam (Whoa, whoa)
Always stayin' fresh, I'm on my Listerine (Yeah)
I'm straight up outta city where you'll get stretched like

brothers in the street that are lurkin
Greatness is what I seek, sikh like a turban
You that I be twisted like a film by Timmy burton yeah
And you know I’m

that I keep by the lake

We might talk funny 

We might talk a little slow

We got one red light on a red dirt road 

There's only two ways out of this

doesn't
Well that's alright
She's going to meet up with her girls
Out there by the bandstand
Listen to some country music like a Country fan
She loves

(Hook) 



(Yeah Yeah)

Know your worth,  

Never let nobody throw no dirt 



(On your name) 



Been through worse, 

Never give up cause I feel

I was born in '98, 27th of May
You know, I always say
I was born in '98, 27th of May, yeah
Your birthday is like your new year, you know?
Yo, lemme

I'm smoking that gas, that food hit in my tum, I'm Judiwick nigga, are you dumb
Yeah, your bitch is mine, she my sugar plum Your bitch in the feelings,

and that ain't you. You're better than that

Okay, okay, hey, okay
Okay, damn, damn, okay
Hey, hey, hey, okay. Hey, hey, hey, okay
Yeah, yeah, you ain't even

it's time to show and prove it
Better than your usual rapper, yeah got them looking foolish
Passing by my ex in the whip, she now be looking ghoulish

fight fair
Mike Tyson by ear
Just so you motherfuckers hear me loud and clear
If I gotta aim it, you gon' see me without fear
Hold it still, you

a cooler 
I Prayed for it sooner 
Heard they're plotting on me!? (Yeah?) 
Oooh wait till I call my troopers!

Yeah I'm charged now 
Yeah I'm up now 
I'm

a cooler 
I Prayed for it sooner 
Heard they're plotting on me!? (Yeah?) 
Oooh wait till I call my troopers!

Yeah I'm charged now 
Yeah I'm up now 
I'm

pacifist
Sippin that drank pour me some activis
Tryna be a hero something like a activist
Plug my best friend so he ain't taxing shit
Tell by the way I talk

the pistol got jammed
My uncle Sam and niggas gettin' taxed

Bout to press this shit to the max
And they ain't comin' back, yeah
You know that we strapped,

Boo boo
Boo boo
I love you uncle booboo
I love you nephew
Love you brother
I love you son
We love you Boo boo

I know ya'll niggas ain't think this

a beautiful sunny day, 
Here's a new record by Sam Collier entitled, My Life.
We're expecting a lot from this kid. C'mon man
Gonna live my life!

Oh, I'm here

gotta make it up
All eyes on me yeah ima live it up
Right here
Right here
Right here
Right here
Wrong or right
Just live yo life
Don't lose yo mind
Baby,