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where they do that
It's no real art, where's the creativity
I'm pure Hip-Hop
Tell me how they ain't feeling me (N***a please)
You n****s must have me bent

dependin on me so that's why I gotta make it
I got mouths to feed, bills to pay, shit to do
Ima hustla get that shit by any means
I'm just tryna do betta
I'm

I'm alone, but it's what I asked for
Try to sober up, somehow I drink and smoke way more
Ey!
Oh, How the time flying by,
No longer young city boy, sadly

top and the body is tan
Spin the block and I do it again
Two Face they don't know where I been
Feet hurt... I ain't fucking wit Vans
Ops talking like

walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny

Internet
Can't be trolling when you in the flesh
Flap ya lips to the fish when you laying back in bed, daps
Might do it, but i ain't cha friend
I'm too

these mans
Bulma by my side, we cooked up a plan
Time chamber 'till my palms is filled up with bands
Some niggas grind for the money while other niggas

black like a fan  I snap on a song and I do it again
I'm makin' plays like the NFL Drippin' in that YSL
The money comin' through the mail Put that work up

I don't give a fuck if you're late again
I just want to lay your body right on my bed
Hooked on your fragrance
Oh no orange did it again
We're way

Fuck allat' goofing off
I don't know if it's gone be like that hollon'
It can be brick by brick
Or even block by block
Nigga
Yeah
You can send demons

on these sands uh

Kia mate toa
That's some real talk man
I'm not impressed
By your plans or bands
So stay a fan
I'm advancing with my clan 
Expand and than

the throne
I turn you to bones, know I do this shit on my own

Yeah we run this shit, it's the takeover, ain't no stoppin' us
I don't talk about my shit

shots, made him look like he was dancin
Every time we on the track, we the undefeated tag team
I said, y-kaay, tag me in, time to get it back again
Niggas

traffic
None of these niggas can do it like me
Bitch I know you a fan we ain’t fucking for free
They was holding me down get em all off of me
ima put up

popped again, doctors tell me that I might be through 
I know I'm looking at the dead, man oh this shit is not so cool 

Man don't you think I know it's

the stock go up, up, up, up
Do it big, we live it up
You know we don't give a fuck
And we leave the haters stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck
As the stock go up

babe wait
I don't wanna know yet
But tell me tell me tell me
Is it true do i get another dance
On a plant
Maybe im a ghost without a plan
Maybe
I would

know your mans
I'll pull up on all block then do my dance
I don't give a fuck about the other can't say no bands

Yeah this shit got me tripping lately

a case in Fulton County on my own, my nigga
Got caught with four niggas
Fought it by my lonesome, nigga
Petty possession, bad bust, just charge me, Doli,

It's Duchess
(Shit)
Mmm mmm mmm
(Hot shit)
(Hot shit)
(On your top real quick)
Real shit
Real bitch
Big licks
Big hits (Aye aye)
(It's Duchess) No

bitch you play I snatch it like TI
You gonna see how wild I get bitch play with my brother you get slimed
Said I love the bitch I lied because you can't

you wanna run the fade then go ahead fuck nigga swang
If you do it swear to god boy you won't do that shit again
Yeah I'm throwing up my set because you

help
Swear this shit just feels amazing cuz i did it by myself
One day i'm gone be the greatest live it up and give em' hell
Now i'm dripping in

stressing
I had enough with stressing
I been Stretching too long like a rubber band
Hold my hand get me out of the quick sand
Alright quick sand

Do-it, do-it