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the vibe's still warm
Cruisin' through the streets
Laid-back in the ride
Windows down low
Let the music decide
Got the sun in my eyes
But I'm feeling just

blow to but I don’t do no cap in my songs
Say she know I got money she see I came up shawty say she can tell by my clothes
Had to block the bitch off

thinking
Who got back
I dont know this
Shit is cap
Fuck with me you
Getting clapped
When i make it
Its a rap
But if i dont
Im sorry riya
Daddy stuck up
In

shit, drop them tops gon' spend it bitch
From the blocks to balconies I'm n*gga rich, but this that King shit, I'm talking gold spit
I'm talking Godness,

to help
I might have to do it myself
If I lost I aint losing myself
Back better cause I prove to myself
Hold up we bout to get jiggy
I'm dancing like diddy

Derek Jeter
Im dripping I got the juice by the liter
Keep it more than a hundred just like a fever
They trippin they salty like margaritas
But I'm

and the bees through Google searches
And how to take a punch way back in middle school
It's not that you weren't there for me
Both you and dad were parental

Back to back in my head
Reminiscing the dead
See lights of blue and red
Phone's tapped by the feds

Yellow tape losing my friends
I'm struggling

paint the block but they don't Really do it the way Picasso do
They pop the tool
And pop til you fossil fuel
Makes thoughts of long life seem impossible

to disappear
To my heart you weren't sincere 
Let me tell you folks 
Watch your back real close
Friends come and go (True) 
Girls come and go (True)
They'll take

shots while I'm fleeing from the cops
Make a couple calls, wait for nightfall
Bounce back thru like it's all forgot
When you got it like that, drop

kill it if you got a body or selling you finna feel it
Loading up the shotty for hobby that was appealing
So I hit the block saw the money
And started

I Know

Bloody Jay

Wish Me Well 2

2016

money over here nothin' love 'em
Big homie but a nigga really love them
Raised by bosses
Surrounded a whole lot of bosses
Paranoid caution can't let

insecure bout it
I do not care bout it
Imma let the choppa to care about it

Back when I made that 
Beats in my house no setbacks 
Never sold any just

and get a cheque
Keep that heater by my side with a mask like I'm judge Dredd
When I locate your position put a hole right in your chest
Staring down

be tomorrow
Ughhhh
Don't call me gang if you ain gang im sorry if he stab my back he ain my brother he cant hang
Osama, no bin Laden but my music

by the lake
I wasn't put on this damned planet to procreate
I let my creativity flow, let the pro create
I let the ego go, we parted ways
Couple years

working 
Always working 

(Verse)

I’m ybs I go by skola I put that work in
I don’t trust these bitches 
I don’t need no hoes 
I just be flirting 
Riding

do numbers when I drop
Stunting when I cop
Ima blow a bag, spend it on the block
Throw it on my girl, let her drop the top
Plus I'm independent, never

I bled the block I lived, always gave back to my friends
When I needed you the most, you wasn't there to give a hand
Let you sleep in my mama's

block fry plantain? (boaw)
Free my G's on the landin'
I can tell by the way that my man's actin
That he's never been locked for the mad ting (likkle

Stuck some niggas up they came back to shoot it up
Retaliation you know me slide in a dully truck
I tow your car like Mator when I hit your block 
Send

The truth is in the air, it ain't on the news
The news feed ain't got nutritional value
If we gon' own the block, get the house too
A couple more, then name

dealing
Just tryna maintain
On every block you see the police whipping 'roun
Scandalous brauds and pounds
Of marijuana the scent of aroma is in your clouds