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don't want to do nothing over achieving
No, so many stories hold meaning!
Old, experience only to cease it
Go, suppressing, keep going and going, so watch

And that yo name won't be mentioned
And that we never coexisted
Me and rap that is
Cause I'm bodying shit
Beats, body bags, and pens
Let it replay in yo head

the cash out
I been got them bags off!
Don't talk but you see the real me
Twenty twenty vision!
I make you feel right now so you feel it wherever you go
Even

now we talking bout extras
Old heads was whipping compressors
Never hung our head when they left us
We just got right to the business
Fiend knock

You up the pistol
Give a fuck about the fame
You can keep the mentions
I had a penthouse in the bay
And we shipped them bitches
I can't relate to my old

got me back 
It's like were 10 years old and we out playing tag 
There's no reverse it can't get worse It's in the bag 
This love is cursed for what

repercussions
My patnas can't catch that last strike or thats life
Next time id see um they'd be old men with there hair all white 
Fuck that! Lets stack cash

Resident Evil

Money Man

Paranoia

2019

week I'm plugged in with Comcast
Stuffin' my safe with green I filled it up just like a lawn bag
So many chicks I can't remember they name I give her

Most of my friendships are deceased the rest will probably be dead soon 
Im chasing the bag like a dad who just caught a boy in his daughters bedroom

I DONT KNOW WHAT IT IS BUT I
ALWAYS MAKE IT MY BIZ
AINT ABOUT THE RIZ, WHEN I SEE 
DA RED FLAG, GOTTA PICK IT UP AND PUT IT IN MY BAG
COLLECT EM LIKE

some vagisil
Fuck a dollar bitch I need a bag or mil
I might overdose it I mean over dos it I pop em like I just bagged a pill 
Go on my off season like

Titties sittin' nice and that ass the meanest
She fuck me good and then we blow a bag at Nina's

Roll up, go to Mars (Mars)
Model bitch, only rock Dior

call a hoe without a pistol
Walkin all alone (There she go) and if I see you it's on
I'm callin out old janky bitches wit no heart
Dogs with no bite that

Told him we gon get the fuck up out this situation
Told him I got big dreams imagine we made it
From scabbing 25 bags to worldwide stages
They can try

call Mr. Clean
Tell him and Comet they're needed at the scene
Scrubbed all night to some old color me bad
Wrapped up the bloody towels in a garbage bag

you 
In my mind I'll never find better 
But it comes to make sense when I'm without you 

Thinking back to old, back to sixteen
Screaming what are those

on 'cause I hear you screaming, yeah
Old school vintage that's the time we missing
So I like to sit back and I'm all alone start reminiscing
It's my point

Got a lotta cash. They know it when they see it like designer on a bag. 

cnd I know I love heavy but the chains on me light. You be all up in my head

I'm just an old soul who's been roamin'
All over the plant every zone in 
Every continent and every ocean
I've seen what puts the world in motion

side
Girl I love the way you
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Girl I love the way you do it

Lil' shawty so damn bad
Her shoes matchin' her bag

Perc'
What's the deal-y
Is it smoke 'cause you three round burst
Talking about a bag I cash that
Talking about money I grab that
Talking about you with

Those eyes, yeah how could I forget them
And your cries, they spread just like a message
But your bags, they're still where you left them
And you're

Murder Made Easy

Outlawz

Ride Wit Us or Collide Wit Us [Clean]

2000

keep poppin shit, I'll pin my knights *dying*
At your grow dega
Smokin on your drow Flavor
Spit some pimp shit
Then dip with your old neighbor (come on)

carry bags for Nick or Dyan
And as sick as I am, I wouldn't wish this verse on my most pirating fan
I get biz like Milk D and Giz
Put in work like John