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Frontlin3 shit lil bitch!
Look
What’s yo name what’s yo block
Where you be at
Tell em run everything cuz I need that
Lately I been shopping n**ga

Ni**ga
All y'all n**gas speaking on my n**ga name
My n**ga up now on god
My n**ga
All them n**gas in school
That was talkin on my n**ga
My n**ga made

From this side all we do is get the Dow
All these n*gas just dey talk got none to show
We out side and am selling n*gas hope tell ma hope
Tell my

Why do these n**gas be acting like b**ches...
Why do these n**gas be acting like hoes
Turning yo back and they flipping like switches...
Bumping into

the)
So me gyina me nan do me ne me n**gas saying f**k the hate
(Me ne me n**gas saying)
Busy road but we speeding see we getting out of this place

something

Iz OvAlOaD

Yeh

Tell me something

Boi let’s get it

Yeh

Tell me n**ga better tell me something

I gat my n***gaz on another sauce

I’m the n**ga

All these thoughts up in my mind
It got me going crazy
I be in my head so much
Can’t hear what n**gas saying lately
Give a fuck how n**gas feel
You

Thank you very much like Elvis 
Imma get mines wait till i finish my Lucky Charms
Rollie on my arm Inshallah like i understand Quran

Dubia dreams N#$gas

I need a Rollie on my wrist
Ima call that perfect timing
Why the fuck These n**gas fake
But in my face they be smiling
If a n**ga want a problem
I

and ma d*ck alot
None of you n*gas dey pay for the food that i eat
None of you n*gas dey pay for ma bills so ma n*ga just shut up and leave me in peace 
U

why you try to change me
a lil n**ga kill and now they blame me
main i was born crazy

couz im still thuggin
comming from the ghetto got nothin
dont

I done lost my brain
N***ga I done lost my brain
Your b**ch left her brain
N***ga your b**ch left her brain
I just took tha brain off tha f**king

(Emunna Chorus)
Talkin’ on another n**ga name yea what is up with you
I use to do that too, but that s**t aint’ even cool
I can’t gossip like no

Big bag sh*t
What you tell em Stunna
We get them racks ok, yuh
We get them racks ok
This some EMG sh*t
LA Juan in this muthaf**ka wit my n**ga Stunna

cheated on my main bitch (main bitch)
But my side comin back to me

I'm ballin' on these broke n**gas (swish)
Check the highlights on Sports Center (yeah)

Shh shh shhit done shit done changed for a n**ga (Yeah)
It ain't the same, i got caught up in the game
Eliminating the lames playing the game, things

Yeah
Yeah yeah
Ohh
N**gas ain’t sliding for me
N**gas ain’t wit me
Yeah
N**gas ain’t sliding for me
No these n**gas ain’t with me
Yeah
Been on my own

Ntro:
Ummmm love me in a coupe rich nigga moving
Chorus:
Cause I'm a young rich N**ga
She like six and seven figures 
If I tell her that I love her,

Sweat'n (huh, huh)
Like bitch pussy got me sweat'n (sweat'n, who, how?)
Shout my n**ga Street doe (skreet, skeet)
(Ooh Street!)
I walk in the club

See what these n**gas want from me
I gotta question tho
These songs
Is like me preaching
I jus had to let ya know
Got demons in my body
Takin on my

I got this money on my mind
Trynna break bread
N we gone chase it
Roll me up another one
My n**ga I’m gone face it
Smokin on gelato
With a bad bitch

Solo: Jesus bu ihe buru eziokwu, onye n’ eso ya ga-abu ihe
Chorus: Jesus bu ihe buru eziokwu, onye n’ eso ya ga-abu ihe

Solo: Jesus bu

'Tô"" ficando rico
Isso é fato N**ga
Sabe, cash 'nois' empilha
Mano, você é chato
Não enche o saco N**ga
Mais um passo
E 'nois' atira

'Tô"" ficando

on me all day
N**gas wanna hate tell them n**gas to go get a plate


Why these ni**as hatin on a g
Because I'm doing me
They don't wanna see me eat
Man