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feel alone my girl
Just call my phone

I told my girl she shouldn't
Stress and not to be vex
I run these bands up for her set
Hair and nails on check
Ima

Do I have to walk around and call you my boo?
Do I have to buy you things and talk to your crew?
Why don't you see what I really want is for real?

to friends in their ears asking where I’m I from & why do I stunt like that 

I said 

Ohhh aaaa I’m bout to to scooba dive , I’m bout to go - slide
She bout

on me

Yeah,
I'm like,
If not me then
Who bitch?
New phone,
Who dis?
I don't need to hand outs
I already got two wrists
To do it by myself
So,Watch how I

My Car

Mo B. Dick

The Shocker

to her
I don't mean to be like mackin to her or rappin to her
But I'm jus askin to her
Now back up in the days I run game on em
They wanna play games so I

struggle its a different type of pain
In this life of challenges its like only the real remain
Treat you like you my queen, you don't need nobody else
After

time
You keep on actin' like you not mine
But that's okay, cause I'm still gon' shine, yeah
And I still got my plans, I don't know if you noticed
But

think shi sweet to me
(Ahaaa)
Aye, that shi dead to me
Deep thoughts, thinkin on my own feel like a refugee
Main piece, da fuck, don't need a side I got

I’m baked you can see in my eyes
She kno I’m bustin 2 times then get off me I’m tired 
Get 3 off the perk cus I’m fried
I’m catching packs like

perfectin’ her arch, no jumper
Told me she protectin’ her heart, so I don’t love her
Takin’ a chance on her by havin’ her phone number
Stick and some bands

suicide 
Count up all the deads, I had to put on the guys 

Married to the game, and im not planning on a break up
Yeah these are the retros but dont think

knew it
Can't nobody tell me how to make the music
Bitch, I rarely ever get influenced
I stay by myself cause I don't fuck with humans
But I came up with

Fuckin' on the ghetto, we treat bad hoes like a sandwich, nigga
Trippin' on liquor, we make bad hoes pop their pussy, ooh
I know she a savage, she

I don't even know where to start
It's so much mf pain all in my heart
Looking like superman
But feeling like Clark
So where is my Lois Lane
But I

Nigga, this a burglary, off the perc feel like Hercules
Pop your son in nursery, he got stung by some worker bees
Bitch, huh, let's have a cookout
You

know that's the old me
Still get wrapped like a roti
I get stoney no stoney
No goatee no rollie
I ain't phoney don't phone me
Lagbaja cuz the state down

nobody try me they'll get popped like a pimple
God forgive me for my sins cause they hurt to remember
100 songs sit in my notes I don't using no pencils

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Give me a minute
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Wake up to a white capsule
Enough buzz to get me through the day by the night I’m back at it
I’m

I'm connectin' are good enough
Don't think I can't rap
Just because I did that
I was helpin' a homie who wanted to spit
But didn't know how to get

with the old guys
She wants small fries
For the long life
(Drizay)

I came in, I'm boolin, you don't want the shmoke
My talk is clean, you prolly gon

on with his mental
Not knowing that he hated his life 
And he just wanted to die
Thought he could get by
All by faking a smile
But it would only last for

a big rip with a thick bitch 
And she fine too, bout 5'2" 
Threw on something smooth we can vibe too 
Match my energy you can slide thru 
I like different

blow, I'm sorry it had to be
Now she wanted me back, I remember you laughed at me
Don't text me that you love me
I know you see I'm up
I can tell that

become
Like it or not trained to kill
Like it was a job
Wild or not she was just a child with a rock
Threat in my eye and the
Power in my left hand
I swear