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your love
No way out man, no way
No way out man, no way
Tryna be, wanna be, gotta be, I'mma be finished
In a minute
How do I shake it?
Got me thinking I

with boss niggas
Tryna stack that money to the ceiling large figures
I'm rolling with my niggas, know we keep that circle tight
They wanna test my

took shorty ass out
On a trip
It's a little bit of that
And a little bit of this
I'm tryna make sure
All my niggas die rich
Made sure we equipped to
Get

bit concerned
About how fast I'm going I'm just trying not to swerve
Lights streaking by I'm not focusing clearly
An escape from reality was something I

the richness on how these plush grape cigars taste
And we Sith Lords so don't get us pissed off
The mac daddy turn ya clothes backwards like kris cross
Ya spin

out with ten other guys
And I'm like oh that's fine, go ahead
'Cause every time you do that, it fuels me through the rhymes
We crossin' lines

Does Novocaine work on the heart?
I need to numb this pain
How do I know if it ended
When I don't know where it started?
I guess it ended long ago

get your cheese up
Sometimes the game cut deep but we don't freeze up
Seen a lot of karma almost had a baby mama
Ima get right word is bond but

I was

Well well well what do we have here
Failure to communicate, I hear it so clear
Gun on yo hip
Sirens outside my window
Regaining my balance, trying

shit
All of this cash bitch you do the math
My money crazy it’s goin bizerk
I throw this cash she start shakin her ass
Money talk baby you know how it

all
Means I had it all, yeah, yeah

Made love by the candles: lit
Thought we were the perfect fit
But I was the starter kit
You broke me, you left me

off you I can't think about
She like Dyckman and Steinway she in and out of
Different clubs different sections
Spin by my way I need some affection
Love

on trees
They like how the hell you small but stinging shit just like a bee?
And I'm right here by the rim but I'm gon kick that hoe for 3 bro just keep

Trust God, we were made in the image of God
Christ like you could say that I'm not, no love's greater than God's
Christ really loves you like

on you
I'm blowing a bag on you
 
Tell me how you like it I could give it to ya how ya want
Takin private flights for the night, we cud go do it all
I

like Don Dadas
We just left the scene, left that shit looking like a slaughter
These Niggas under me, jumped over them just like I'm Carter
Showed

son with great love
It's just aimed up
So none could truly blame the past they came from
Sure, when you've never been moved, how do you move on?
But

Yea King Moe

Dish liquid on the floor we didn't wash with soap
Most likely couldn't afford it we was often broke
I ain't trying to go so Im gunning

sayin' bye
That's right stand by
Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music and the mic
Rophone
Phone home
If you want someone waitin' baby
Go

Jefe yeah I'm the boss

It's el jefe and I'm stepping
Got no time for the games
Everyday I go and get it
I ain't slept in three days
Recording in my mama

to myself
But I'd be lying if I said I didn't have any help at all
The game we played, the cards were dealt
I was all in and they tore me down
Cut from

on her chin
I feel bad for ha nigga, fuck him but he do deserve betta
I ain't mean to be his killer, it's just that pussy say I fuck betta
She love my

play your game
I'll maybe colour my hair
I've been thinking I should change my name
I'll be your puppet, I sing because I love it

Before we propel

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might