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I'm a dog, babe, but still, I'ma cry, though
I've been feeling low, lately the smoke get me high though
Still think about, he got hit up in the chest

G
Ay, every single song man I got the right hook
I said, every single song I can get the night shook
Jab jab jab, hit 'em with a right hook
And I know

favors I end up attacking
I hit like a bum, come get it cracking
I tried your weed and it tasted like shit
So shorty taste mines and she said it was lit

catch me on the block of Pomona
And mt pleasant
You can tell from the undoubtable odor
Shit I barely smoke but swear I'm even high when I'm sober
But hit

Cuz I got niggas that murk then say Jersey
My 7s come through swinging reckless with them 30s
That fie hit em boom bang his brain levitated
Every bullet

it's Darth Vader, 21 savage, issa knife
Issa Raygun out the mystery box I paid 950 points
Text my shooter frosted flakes he said they're great he earned

one taste of real love, babe, you'll, you'll feel alive
I'll repair past disappointments and broken gauges
Then make it a point to get to know your

inside her eyes told her I ain't ever done this before
She think I'm lying what I deserve that for
All her friends hit me up I had to ignore that
Tryin'

hit list

Ridin' shotgun, sit back, non-fiction

Lifted, adore your anatomy from top to the floor oh boy, I'm gettin' this

Now witness, every piece

like a chariot every corner that I swing
Where I'm from is hustle quick
9 to 5 or hit some licks
By yourself stack it better
Ain't nobody gave you shit

disrespect clip spray tan his body like he chilling in the tropics
Domestic charges on my wrist all my diamonds hit like they kick boxing
Heartbeat of my city

on me
To keep it real I know these demons out here waiting on me
They wishing that a nigga trip and end up in a cage
So they can point and say look there

know that is true in my soul,

But, I see it when I go and hit the road, yuh.

I see it when I’m never ever home, yuh.

I see it when you begin feelin

the day we lost the sun, they told us all to stay inside
Now we all quarantined and watching the people die, as the planet heals

Like somebody hit a reset

swallowed all that chewed me up
Spit it out, blew a Dutch
Need more whiskey in my cup
Hit the stu and made some plays
Play me unreleased
Don't get me started

past isn't with us right now
There's a reason for it all it just ain't hit us right now
I guess the point I'm tryna make is Stev I'm happy to say
Truth

me
Look mic check 1 2 3
Man a really in the air like 23
Man a man a man a man dem move Zs
We can't play keyboard but we do keys
Got point 2s and loose

surly fryin’ (Shit gettin’ hot)
Ain’t no point in tryin’ to fix me
(Bitch please)
Yeah I’m fucked up like a typo (oops)
Still get jealous knowin’ I got

check one two one with it
All my big girls let Bruce Bruce hit it
Ay tonight I'm giving westside love and this hook for every sucka who been hating on us,

a Bentley
I'm not too fonds (fonz) of this
Why work through hurricanes for point fifty percent of their profits yeah
Sharks in muddy waters, they'll eat 'chu

always be myself and you can't take me out it
But once you disrespect me aint' no talkin' 'bout it

Hit that hoe she better have my chips
Whether she

pins and it keep getting strikes
Damn, that's why I hardly be sober
Tryna find peace like tryna find a four leaf clover
It hit me the other day, I pulled

Just pick a point, I know you can
Punch will hit ya like a dead man
Always on the run, but I never ran
Not growing up, I listened to Peter Pan
If you're

at school
Always tried their best just to be me
They were missing the point
Which is being real
It's not too late you can spin wheels
Stop giving out all your