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to the block, then we shot him
He was speaking on bro em , so them  bullets they got em uh
Flash out with this gun, Pikachu

Hollow, be buggin', might make you

another ten bodies
Pay the fee to fuck with me could fuck with them probably

How you callin but you blocked
Touch roads like stop signs I can't stop
I

hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips

Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo' family straight to sleep
Ridin' with the duster by my side
I'm 'bout

You don't feel me nigga, you don't feel me nigga
Cozy with my liquor taking pictures for
Any bitty in the city prolly know the boy
I've been busy

all in this bitch and head bang like it's heavy metal
Roses still got thorns don't be distracted by the pretty petals
On my solo shit
I been on some

Let me know if it's beef
I'm ready to feast
I'ma be at that site thumpin by myself with a hundred deep
We talkin' 'bout rappin', gunfire, guns

these stones is gaining weight
Dreams hanging by a thread
If you wanna know my soul
Leave the judgment at the door
Food for thought I can’t afford
Sorry

the static to you
I'm going all in, till I finally find my way back, you
They done me wrong so many times, I ain't never trip on none of that
I sit by myself

At the mall with the girl
That ya callin ya girl
But she prolly prefer bros
With dollars and euros
These bitches love it
I’m sippin that sizzurp
If you Can’t

shit is embarrassing
Must be tweaking it ain't no comparison
I'm just tryna focus on these Benjamins
She just wanna please me like she heaven sent
You

buying by the gram and there better be no stems 
And you know that we're not brothers ain't no reason to pretend 

Here we go again 
Sometimes I'm straight

Yo! Your father was cop no wonder you just a snitch
Growing up without a pops is humbling as it gets
They rumbling up the block they hustling by

you to notice me
Give you hard bars or stroke you with my poetry
And you know it's Venem, you can tell by the potency
It's venom in your veins with my

broke
How you gon get some head
Second thing Brother gotta get yourself together 
Even if you doing good
You could be doing better
Treat yourself

second round second hand
Most won't get them a second chance
Ali i be wit the bob and weave
If i miss with the first bet the second land
Pop pop out i can

the line
My X hit me with a DM and I saw the sign
She said I'd be somebody

I gotta prove her right
Last year things were outta sight
But now I got a lot in

bitches in my backseats
Me and my cousin going to sign em before the long
I just be getting it
Let me know what type of energy you on
So I can double it
It

on now (On now)

And I remember yeah the day that you left
It was probably for the best
Did me in the worst
But I ain't even stressed
Blinded by

I love staring at your rimmage
Those wheels got me spinning
Without you I'm still winning
With you I'd be sinning
Unless my bank account in 9 digits

stop blowin' up my line, (he's not in control)
I don't got enough space in my mind, yeah
Enough with all the run-around
You can't tell me nothin' I ain't

see them in the entrance
I be getting faded fireball is my apprentice
Metaphors I live by my nigga Lupe get the credit
On top of that they can't

we don't adapt, And if they say
They fuck with me, they shit be fake, they shit Be capped, Cause I've been stuck up in
My ways, I'm tryna figure this

profit
The grain I'm still stocking, my brain is off proper
Why they stay messing with me
Like they like resting in peace
My crew be leaving them dead in

of jenga 
You can't catch me nigga not now not later
You a fuck nigga real nigga i ain't got no time for no mother fucking vogue shit
Terminate on sight