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Yeah I’m still me n***a,
Like my lanyard on the ground you know me I’m low key n***a,
Yeah I cant see n****s
On my way to the top and I don’t plan
Yo Kermit what you came up with man
Yo Kermit just came up with a banger, man
We bout to f*** this shit up
These n****s fake and they hate ion feel
See I won’t wait for any day
Obiara Nse Wo
Wanim wakyi benkum nifa no
Obiara Ne wo ns3
Wahumobr) ne Wo Tima no
Obiara ne wo ns3
Mahwehw3 mu mahunu s3
Tekken
She remind me of LiLi, say she taste sweet like kiwi
Why all these n****s wanna be me?
Why all these hatin' n****s see me cause they lazy watching
(Woo)
(I don't do friends with none of you n****s, nah)
(I ain't doing friends with none of you n****s)
(Facts)
I don't do friends, I don't do hoes,
sneakin meals
How you go fed on yo own n****s boy you weak for real
We slide wit double straps we catch one gotta double back
Cus f**k it n****s tryna get
too, bro we all human It's a recession, n****s frontin', but we all losin
Mama worried how I'm livin', but we all do it I'm takin' risks to get us rich
All Eyes on me
Yo you, you think it's wise to keep focusin' on what other n****s is doin' (all eyes on me)
Boy I'm so out of tune with this shit I'm
N****s be talking too much woah
N****s be talking too much woah
N****s be talking too much
N****s be talking too much
Off the backboard Falco passing that
Dam dam dam dam dam di doe bi doe bi
Zeg 'ns meisje waar ga jij vanavond heen
Zeg 'ns meisje ben je zo alleen
Zeg 'ns meisje ik heb een idee
Zeg 'ns
dunk on these bitches
Pull out this stick n***a go get him
N****s is wicked, giggling like bitches
I don't hang with these n****s, cause n****s is
yi ho
M3nkas3 wonfa hoo
Momma y3n nyinaa 3ns) mu
Y3nfa kron y3 3mmoa
Biako wer3 aduro a egu
Tikor) nk) agyina ooo
Momma y3n nyinaa 3ns) mu
Y3nfa kron
Flyin' in the cat SRT so you can't get by
Yeah, now we in the rango
Pull up on them pussy n****s hood we gon' bang, bro
I got the Glock, you know I'm finna
on my baby
N****s, throw your hood up
N****, throw your hood up
Hey, throw your hood up
N****, throw your hood up
What's your motherf***ing name,
My daddy said, draw n****
(Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours
N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door
Sirens gettin' loud when
Me
And I Ain't One Of Those N****s Out Here Stuntin' For T.V.
I Gotta Keep It Gangsta
Now I Can Show You How To Put In Work, And Move Them Birds
You gon save that?
Na na na na naaaaaa
Na na na na naaaaaa
Yeah
Thug n****s don't live that long
(Thug n****s don't live that long)
Before
to what we sayin', n****s
[Chorus]
We won't lie; sometimes we stick 'em up
Last time, it was enough, though word life some hos did 'em up
And nine
even pressed tho
Bank account looking like pesto
Full of green ah ha what a dream
A lot of n****s die
Just to live above their means
I aint ever seen
got that bag on me now
I got that bag on me now
I got that bag on me now
I flash the tag at em now
N****s can’t brag with me now
N****s is mad at me now
Me and my n****s we posted we mobbing
Show me a rapper out here posing trauma
Y'all thinking crazy you think he a challenge
N****s is bitches post
(Yea, yea, yea)
Don’t you get my mind yet
Psychedelic mind, yea
Mixed in with that Cognac
All my n****s got my back (Hol’ up, hol’ up)
All my n****s got
These n****s is flagrant
They actin like n****s ain't making it
They be fronting like n****s ain't takin it
Run ya spotlight n***a we embracing it
I do not see no evil
Taking all flight no visas
Mans so hot no fever
I'ma need all my leases
N****s don't feel my features
I need cash no creases
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