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with Key he goes by the "9"
I shot "4" times then Rio shot "7"
59 what the fuck is eleven
Bitch I tote poles we sent him to heaven
Bitch I'm God who

Time for me to pop my shit
I can't crash, I'm bout to blow
I be swervin' off that drank
Hopin' I just make it home
And unky call me, he told me
Push

on tour
I be gettin' money while y'all snore I'm gettin' rich while y'all get bored
Smoke a blunt right by the shore I be smokin' gas all the goddamn time

another dollar
Never take a hand out, I take that as a dishonor, yeah
Lero Lero
Bitch, ya llegamos desde lejos
Bitch, even if I'm young, yo si puedo
Lil'

any bitch in the planet, she's stressing
But we keep laughing, making jokes and discussing
About the time that flies by every day

About the love that

an eighth Italian (that's right)
I'm like a great white
My drip by the gallon (get it right)
She talk to me late night
Call me "Pauly Fallon"
And only you

(she a hoe, she a thot)
(static)
(Vampire)
(static)
(I'd never call you the whole hoe t-)
(static)
(Ind oh, i won-)

(static)

I be feelin' like

likkle bit late like black time
Oi big man oi big man
Black skin don’t mean come trick man
Black thoughts in a blacked out whip man.
From the block man

can't get my time 'less they pay me (ayo)
Tell Alexa to play all them niggas that play me
Huh, copy that? tell your nigga to call me that
I'm the shit

somethin'
She leave yo' ass open
I'm bout to come back, right now
I'm strapped
Thirty and forty, t-shirt a shorty
Designer and schemes, my wrist on beam

Express the Mind

The 7A3

Coolin' in Cali

1988

Make her jump for joy, so start to rejoice
We are the three, we keep the panties moist

Yo, I'm steppin' outta here cause I'm out of time
So let

Forgot to clock out he a workaholic
No PTO, ain't no Birthday, Holidays
Or vacation, no personal conscience
Health Time, a self crime to divert the process

Face-time shots on that cool shit
But you the one i wanna chill and drink by the pool with
You get to play with my balls you on that pool shit
You the one i

of a anchor 
Bout to hit em with the storm best say yo prayers
Cant take this all at one time i'll pull the layers back, uh
I got trained by an army of lions

dying everyday has got me checking out my vital signs
The time is now baby do or die
Tell the truth or lie
Be kill or commit homicide
The answer's clear

won’t take me from her
Have em running out of pocket like the safety coming
You been fucking with no safety, now that baby coming
And every time I hit

Ion got time let's go

Fyyyeee 
The wetback, the tap tap, the matte black
Fyyyeee 
The wetback, the tap tap, the matte black
Fyyyeee 
The wetback,

Scream
Reminds Me Of The Time When I Was Sixteen

He's just a hellhound 
Like a vagabond 
Been bound to this town
To the ground
Wish this was all a dream

me (aye)
You stuck around when I didn't have nothing so when I come up baby know you gone ball
When I was down bad, out on my ass, you was the only one

me a compass to
Get me back

Back on my grind i ain't waistin' no time
Little depressed otherwise i am fine
But yo please do not ask me about it
Ain't

This remind of the first time i smoked weed
Amazing and uplifting
Barely could keep my eyes open
Out of sight to no vision
One pull of yo love got me

mystified
By anyone's love before (hey, yeah)
I feel so natural
I keep coming back for more
And each time we touch you open up a new door

Baby, you're such

you all gunna take me on just one at a time

Ima choke you out till you mother fuckers are blue face
Tell me how that juice tastes
Guess you cant cause

I recall, once upon a time me and Trump sat back in awe of the big dogs
We were looking for a leader, one to make us a believer we could follow