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drunk
Might have a mood swing in a sec
Take me to the vet 'cause I ain't human
I'm an animal, fuck what you heard yo I'm twisted
Think that I'm joking? I

stopping me
There ain't nothing I can't do, that's what I believe
You should know by now that I'll always achieve

I made my first million, only 21 years old

attack me
Every time she get chance I should I take this advance
From the label still eating out my momma table fire stick we don't pay for cable
Me

Eheen
Its Jabon and Don cool yeah!
Rutututu eh
Its jabon(kobe) its jabon baby
Don't get it twisted its puffy'tee on the beat
They call me Rayce baby

what we start now
Told me you goin tame this snake
Well come take this anaconda
Baby I don't bank at chase
We ain't running after nada

She say she don't

a day, get a room
Get a place get a drink, pop a bottle
Maybe we can get away
You a star, you need space
We can shoot up by the town
Have you ever been

in the bank
With my gloves
And my mask
ON
Krib up

I come from the dirt
Pour liquor it′s mud
Nigga we hurt
Tears sweat and blood
Me and disaster flirt

That ur wish is my desire so give a kiss and take me higher when I die I wonder if god got me a pipe and lighter 
Provide a G w his needs even after

eyes
She say peso take me home with you
I'm gone eat you alive
Shorty took me by surprise
Off the stage I took a dive
That patron is what I'm on
You know

me you by my side with me yea

I could never change if I want to
All these bitches in the game I don't want you
All these niggas switching lanes I

by the twos for the vanguard
Just a little Common Sense and a lot of competition
Took me from a Lost Boy to a freestyle event
Over Swiss Beats bled

trips , everyday i get harassed by these racist pigs, , when my racks got low I was taking the risk, plug dropped me a brick and I laced it with mix,

I can’t be a bank 
She want me to be holy but I can’t be a saint
My bitch bad and mean
Louie her purse Celine 
Came out the mud I’m clean 
Had O like

money, let's go to the bank
Off of the backend whenever them racks in no matter the place, the FN on the waist
Yeah, they try counting me out, but I

Hey there Dewey fuckin' Decimal
Pick up your pencil
Or any utensil
And go down the rabbit hole
Just let go of your pseudo-soul
Take your mind off

lose
A friend and they brush you aside
I had abandonment issues
Let me take all the time I need
The numbness you get from drugs ain't
The numbness I

crowd eager in the front but an old battered guitar in the back spoke to me, cracked whisper voice, ""Hey Buddy! You wanna go for a ride?"" I'm skeptical,

the whip
We can take this pic, don't tag me in it
New money? I be glad to get it
Face shot, they be sad he did it
That Glock, it's gon handle niggas
FaceTime

to go and cruise
In the end zone, do my dance, call me Victor Cruz
I ain't one for empty bottles not known for sippin booze
Silly with it, I always been

black
Why the jocks get the fly girls and me I get the hood rats
I tell em "scat, skittle, scabobble"
Got hit with a bottle
And I been in the hospital for

about they G's baby
That's why some of you niggas, ain't seen me lately
Yeah I been known to go exactly where the weed take me, (and that's with me baby)

by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take

the lights make their way to be
Cybergoth takes over me
Where is my reality
90s rave, cyberia, always connected, this feels like a dream
And I, shouldn't worry

miss)
This girl was kind of liking my ways
I could tell it by the smile on her face
Pardon me miss fruit-shake, with your cute face
Just bring a few mates