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I'm running on the money that I find 
I'd be better in a spot, making cheddar playing rock 
But instead I'm living off, raking leaves and mowing lawns

jumping over fire sounding like a motorcycle from the can in the tire 
Knock knock zooming doorbell ditch the cat lady on the black is a bitch
Ferrari Atari

She never rolled up the dozier
I could
Figure her soul from the way she was always quiet
I got, so damn impressed by the feeling of her just smiling
Got

you hanging
By my balls in her walls straight pussy
I get to spanking
Whip 25 in a week
I fuck her head up and give her brain a skeeeeeettt
I'm crossing

I'm taking your girl and she turn to a whore
I'd rather be workin, I don't like to sleep cuz
This work gets me paid by the end of the week
She say that

I'd say it's been a pretty good run despite the hard work never done
I'm proud of where you've come from and I bow creation
The values that I gave

[Verse 1]

Fairly written, my beloved literature
Begotten spirits of Puritan rocks
That crack rockets, and make you smoke ya partna
And watch him rot

On that spaced out shit but my crew Mobb Deep
Grandma in the chair ima rock em to sleep
Only time I lace my sneaks for back to safety
Catch a body go

dreamed of being a rock star
And now I have dreams of being surrounded by cop cars
It's ironic, because it would have happened either way
Because I live

a broke bitch, cause she always beggin'
Back door yo hoe, 50 Deep like some mexicans
Babe Ruth for my sweet tooth
Candy lady serving backwoods by the two

got a conscience
You right
Taka been sipping on vodka all night
Right
Low on the profit he owe the plug by the night
Vodka had two plugs named Dusse

wanna make it large before I turn 36
Popo and babylon come 4 d boys
Sexy lady wanna fo with the  boys
Family are all on the boys
Bad belle still wanna

flamingo
That sixty-forty-five inside
I start then I let the nozzle rocks
The realest
They left the scene and they was horrified
White tag, white bag with

it's lackin' in love
I'd rather just roll up a blunt and be way out of space
Cause on Earth my feelings get touched
I'm not a believer in luck, so it

to take you there
Or else you decide to be wonderful but not meaningful
Baby can you groove and move wit me
I need to be the reason why you stopped by
So

to Philly I been missing a lot
Got me feelin like Simmons when they give him the rock
I'd be fine without a dime I could just live in a cot
If it wasn't for

I'd rather be
Mad as can be I flip tracks like a stock before the candle flee
I kick rocks when I can't handle the mad hattery, in fact
No longer will

Yeah
20
What’s up Cronic Beats
We got another heat rock on our hands
Got me in my Jay Z mode today
Yeah
What
It’s All Luv
A-Town 
Its All Luv

that shit Hurts
If I'm not around
Yeah you don't know I'm away
Pills got you kickin rocks yeah
Three more blocks to Detox
That's best suits you
I got

son learning to pull drive bys
Look I was just showing him how to shoot
Yeah mama
This morning I woke up
Had the bread on my agenda
Seen a million like

the back (Ey)
Shawties in the trap (Ey)
Ain't a Cardi fan but you know i love the WAP (Budipow pow)
Play rock paper scissors so i can cut the crap
My, my, my

starting to look just like a munchie low key
Goin at it like a couple of freaks
D make her cum but the tongue make her scream
After shock it when I rock her

execution
Delivered gritty and sucio
Put me amongst you best in a contest to see who rocks the most
A new day is dawning, baby
Somos Proximos
"We're coming

on my mind lady
Holding you tight, that's through the nighttime
Holding onto it, rock a bye-bye
She said hold on to it
Just in case it roll out your grip