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Got a white hoe, yeah she in the back now
Yeah I'm with the gang and they hangin' in the background
Smokin' on them grunts, uh, like smokin blacks

how im crashing the whip
Sippin' henny while I'm drivin' the whip
I'm gettin' plenty from her now, I'm a dip
Get friendly with her, then I'm a dipper
I

within close range
Y'all gave me six, I felt no pain, St. Judas my neck, I Got blessed days
I'm counting blue hundreds, I got my lick back, sit Back,

and they pockets in droughts, they pockets
In droughts Making this money, I'm rolling a wood And
I'm smoking some loud, I'm smoking some loud Roll Up

Three sword style like Zoro
See them niggas running but they moving in slow mo
Tie my rag down now time to go loco
Nigga I'm in go mode
I'm top dog

understand Why I'm just saying one more time
I'm so sick of the lies And all those fake times
Never thought that I would be so sick to the point Where I would

bitch that I'm Batman, nah I ain't Robin
I do this shit, no stylist, feel so lonely, just be watchin'
Pop that shit, nah, I ain't stoppin'
Send a hitman,

I can't let no nigga take me, I'm clutching on that stick
I was raised by big dogs,  I'm surrounded by pits
Bro just got that new thing, that shit

they all rats

She eat the dick in my draws like it's all flats 

Thots Be doing too much I gotta fall back 

I'm in my zone 

I ain't takin mfn no calls

They say its lonely at the top.. that's why I'm trying so hard"

Hook:
"Heavy as the crown" so they say
cs youngin had to learn to take the weight
We

the fame and the clout, I'm just tryna make it out
Look, keep it real, keep it gutta, you ever struggle? Find yourself in a bubble, house to house, couch

yall's heads
With some friends that had slid
My future is calling but I'm tryna be more like JID
Woah shit Woah
Telling these stories, hoping they'll last

It's the magic level, you cannot touch the level, you cannot smell it
Ace umhlaba wonke
Yeah, Bathi ngiyaloya
When I'm in the stu I make a hit ma

love with you

I wish that you saw what I see when you look in the mirror
There's no other thing that's closer to perfect

I'm tryna be perfect
Oh, I

supposed to know
You keep saying stuff behind my back, then how come I got the number one

Yeah, I don't like this beat, I'm going, going, seeing what I can

Yeah
Alright
Wilko Wilkes
J O'C
I learned Latin in a day and I invented picnics
Won a platinum medal in tiddlywinks at the Olympics
I'm

fuckin' crush her
The bitch say she love me, I'm like, no, you doesn't
Bitch, I'm smokin', dope, I'm smokin' out the onion
Bitch, I'll take you out to eat

Wishing I was there but I'm never
Living in the sunshine oh but dreaming of a place called home
I wanna run wanna run away
I'm dreaming of a place called

got my own (I got my own)

[Pre-Chorus 1]

I’m my own sugar daddy
And I’m doing it for mama (mama)
I’m buying her a house and a car for the karma

don't miss a thing
And for me
That's the worst part
It breaks my heart
Cause now I'm all alone and you don't
You don't think of me when I'm thinking

SHYEccc

I walk around wit no switches up on my Glock,
I don't need no switch cause the trigger finger gon pop,
I be makin heat soon enough I'm gon

enemies
Well I don't want it all like that

Now I wonder why nobody see what I can do
I saw a piece of trash and I'm trying to work through it
Having some

I need some good energy tonight 
I need some good memories, a good time 
Feeling like royalty
Bitch, I'm on top of the world!
I make this shit look

promise I won't fumble
When I get the ball, I'ma score, no, I won't tumble

It's my turn, dude, sick and tired of bein' in the dark
I'm tryin' to learn,