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an the drank"
Your post notification ain't even on "why you trying to tell me that you fuck with me"
Knew you where fake when you downed you homie in front

if you hold the biscuit they been
Done told your business and as
Soon as I got shown the business
I was making guap drove down
The road to riches but I

the bisquit
They even told ya business
Soon as I got showed the business
I was making gwop
Drove down the road to riches but
I had to make a stop
I'm tryna'

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with it
Fight with it
Momma done raised a soldier
Momma done raised a soldier
I be like off in the morning just go get stacked up
Everyone around me

looked like someone had died
The news had broken when we arrived 
The young ones hearts had hit the floor
Our jobs were off to Bangalore

There was two

On that kill, on them yellow pills rollin' like a wheel
Off the chain, I don't play no games, bitch you know my name
Give me change, out my damn brain,

I cannot do this alone
Notifications hit my phone
I'm tryna make moves on the go but I'm tripping up backwards into this hole
Chopping up grams in

Riding in my whip, Im whippin.
Eating fast food aint no time for cooking kitchen.
Notification can ring at anytime I listen.
In between my break when

setting fire to these beats, homie, that's mandatory
If I'm rapin' classic tracks, it's too old to be statutory
Most the rap media so pussy they had me

Most definitely I ain't gone spin you
I'm a look out for you
You my boy
I'm pressed for time
Always on the go
Back and forward
Always on the road
I'll be

stay until the dawn wakes the sun?
We can kick it every weekend
Lighting up like stars off the deep end
Taking two days off just to pretend
Yeah we came

This is a public notification
My name is Jack'Son from West London
To all who this may concern
Can you please keep me name
Outta your dutty mouth

If

I'm getting high when I'm on the road, I pass the backwoods, I'm not rolling
He said he's trippin' when he's coming back, he bought a strap, it's

hot, no more serving in public
Pullup inside of the apartments and flood them
Fresh off the road, on the block got it bubbling
Underground legend like

though
Had a bitch that's fucking up my credit though
But I paid it off
Girl, so fine when she take it off
Like a holiday
I got a whole ass classic

wish I had better days i've been living
Sleeping on the road in my Honda (Oooo)
Getting notifications from all these bitches
I'm hoping one day it's

Gone off a xany 
Vanished in the vapors 
Lost in Hollywood 
Shawty on her worst behavior x2 

All the time
Yea
All the time 
She coming through cause

off a bitch, my big brother did 15 up the road
But that ain't teach him shit, came back home, hit another lick (and another lick)
On some typical shit,

unless they agree
Yeah
Fuck all this freedom of speech, they just wanna control your beliefs
Yeah, yeah
I got the keys
Road to the riches, I ran off

panties in my truck
My true and faithful hound liked my darlin' more than me
They drove off together, locked the house and took the key
I ran to the garage

Silence on the caption
I'm dropping to the freeway
I turned off all of the notifications for the Gram
'Cause I don't wanna hear you niggas talk
Don't wanna

Fuck niggas in the way to die for attention
Get a notification his dead ass
A hell of a mention
Death come when the breeze come
I would've killed you

ain’t seeing notifications from Anybody
You can’t be around my circle
Cut deep
Better be ready to hurt somebody
I’m not a killer but test me If it’s bout