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the pitch I'm gon hit home runs just like a catcher
All of the money I'm accruing under the table I cannot claim it on my FAFSA
The gang 20 deep with 20

The colds fine
I lay back
Like recline
Let’s rewind
First I start with the chords
Brick all these shots
And my word getting slurred
Too up to drive
I’ll just

grandma I had to stop!
Told granny I don't want smoke! 
Now I'm only sipping on circoc
Its Mr put a nigga on the news! 
When I hit his ass with them shots

it real times two, walk a mile in my shoes (100)
Keep it Quik, I’ma pitch in on a party lodi dodi
Got a badie ridin’ shotty, I don’t mess with oddy

the flow then I switch that
Tunes are a sales pitch, when I'm on the mic i pitch that
N a bruddah said slow that down, so a man slow down but bruddah don't

she be lying when she tell me that she trust me
Baby this a thug’s game
Like who you pitching to he ain’t got no glove
I just pray he catch a pitch

Now I made my way out
Control the pitch from the mound
Will see who stick around
Top floor I'm looking down
5 or 6 shots like revolver
Yeah I'm coming

pretty
My Nina four fifty, my tre' eight blue steel cost six fifty
V-8 racing engine, fuck niggas cant whip wit me, sip with me
I'm taking them shots, nine

am top class and no negativity, A+ like a Blood test

Hit the club at 2 am when am making a toast
Fast living and am getting my goals
Pitch perfect

a baller
Gyal seething dealing 'cos I'm not taller
Gyal kneeling pleading want to call her
I'm a sick fucking bitch when I chore her
On a sick footy pitch

out my city like jack in the box
I tore my Achilles, I'm passing the shot
The Richard to Mille, on average a lot
They know that I'm busy, I'm catching

J'suis sur le PH, j'ai pas besoin d'boss J'coute du trip et j'fume mes box
J'colle ta tac, aprs en caisse une shot Rien à foutre, dis-toi qu'elle place une

We've been attacked and
There's no way outta town
It's pitch black and
They're throwing bombs in the crowd
I had a feeling
I was supposed to be dead

you right
Too much drugs I might just die
Still pitch black when open my eyes
On a come up can't stop my raise
Gotta make it up to you shit I tried
Fuck

Lost my heart inside a bottle
Been tryna' figure out how many shots go to the bottom
cnd that's just one of many problems
Been dancin' with devil in

nah
Snakes are out there in the grass
They're creeping, yah
Fever pitch
The temperature is peaking, yah
The show it must go on
It's a new season, yah

your block on fire can't pitch to the fiends
Bring that beat back bring that beat back

I thank God that I made another 24 hours in the most vicious

Queens of Europe, you raised your game
Now the world is in the frame
Dribbling and running, defending on the pitch
Watch us play our match, watch our

glitch
Imma shoot my shot like I'm throwing a pitch
Fake personality won't make you rich
Tune her like an instrument Philharmonic pitch
Mood swing like

my bitch, yeah
Niggas want to copy and emulate me, I ain't changing the pitch
Niggas want copy and paste, they know who started the wave (They know who

Underneath these lights, inside a club
She hold my hand
Lime mixed in my gin, baby, I want that again
Smoke floats up in the pitch black sky
My eyes roll back

The night my only home
Light is gone
Pitch black soul
Demons sing my only song
In my head's a war
Throat is soar
Vocal chords dissolve
Twentyseven yet I'm

be in they feelings
I be sinning they made me a villain
You a lame so get it where you fit in
You can not touch my shit you didn't pitch in
You look

purchase this
On top from a perch I pitch
Some verbs obscure
Cause nervousness
Down to die and work it
You should get some worship in
Yea

I had to think