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Ash before u pass 
Crack a smile no laugh 
The world been at my fingers
Which point am I at?
Stuck inside of myself 
I'm dying I need help 
From laying wit all these leaches 
Never solo when I'm sleeping 
Either my main or I'm creeping 
Even when I'm by myself 
I got Nina by my belt 
And I be gone off the xans 
Feel asleep wit it still on me 
F*ck around and almost
Caught a homi on me... Homie 
Suicidle my thoughts 
Hit the black til I caugh 
Still spray u niggaz like off
Then spend 3 weeks at a loft
I'm Johnny cage in shade 
Lu Kane wit the Jays 
Scorpion wit a squorpio  
I'm the Don the you jus Fredo 
Ima Dob you a kango 
I'm like Pac
Skrill was Kano 
I caught a jugg at a jugg 
Met a plug wit a plug 
And Thug wit the thugs 
Shit if it's love then it's love 
We make it does what it does 
And we shoot just because 
Then where the f*ck we get guns
Jus like we trap jus because
Then whee the f*ck we get drugs 
Micheal Jordan shoulder shrug 
Spilling ashes on the rug 
Backwoods bubble bath 
I got ashes in the tub 
I be boolin wit my Brodie's 
But no I'm not a blood 
Sauced up shoes dripping 
Like I walked straight thru the mud
Cuz I really really did 
Yea I really really did 
6 feet I'm dead fresh 
Can u really really dig
I was trapping f*ck a gig 
I was trapping tryna live 
Until my homie got bumped 
And I fronted him some shit 
And he had mine too 
So I lost times 2
But what the f*ck I'm post to do 
He coulda sent me up the river
Without a paddle nor canoe 
Shit I coulda been through 

And I'm jus ride'n off the xanny
Tryna get her out her panties
Waddup aye waddup aye waddup 
And I'm jus ride'n off the xanny Tryna get her out her...
I like to the lean when I'm coasting 
I sat the lean on a coaster 
Backwoods what I'm Rollin 
They jus be playing the game 
We been there 
Now we coaching 
To FaceTime wit a foreign 
To drop tops wit a Lauren 
While I'm twisting my floral
I just tell her to floor it
The normal never formal 
Sneakers and geekers 
Leave the rap shit to the pros 
The fans in the bleachers 
I just hit another 3
Watch the crowd cheer for me 
The celebration short lived 
Cuz I need another 3 
And A wol jus came home 
Ima need sum more tree
No my nigga can't smoke 
I brought the drugs in just for me
Got a nigga trippin out 
Man he act just like my g 
Long live my nigga Jermz 
Until I join you rest in peace 
Cuz when I do
We gone summoned up a breeze 
And put a part in every sea 
I been over niggaz heads 
Like the dreads on me 
Now got u niggaz watching 
Like the Feds on me 
If they is I'll be fresh as f*ck
Handle' my biz 
My only words free my pops 
If they ever snatch the kid 
Sandstone Minnesota 
Wit my pops until it's ova 
Rest in peace my nigga Skrill 
One time for mr soda
And if I'm wit my nigga Illa 
Bet my cup be runneth ova 
Ion even drink like that 
Baby sitting smoking doja 
Flicking ashes off a backwood
Sippin Henny wit da cola 
Til the room start spinning 
See this why I hate mixing 
Got a nigga straight tripping 
First I start to slur my words 
Now it's fucking wit my vision 
Let me put this cup down 
F*ck nigga what now 
Juggin off a half a pound 
Shoot a box 
And bust it down 
Them digits going up now

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