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the gym
A heavy heart… as I chip away at this heavy bag
Been losing faith that the hate among us can never last
Uh, cause it all goes on
Pouring liquor out

and love that time flies by
And we've all got that one dog on demon time
He really thought the price was fine, but I cut the line
Stop it, uh, all of your

I'm a self made boss and my bros
Will take that loss, like say no more
I'll take a mans girlfriend just like I take mans crop
(Morrisson) My black

come test me and see what I’m bout'
I’m up in my bag it ain’t no doubt
You is a b**** put on your blouse
Bringing the heat I might cause a drought

out the fed's man that nigga's snitching
You wanna know how I knew how them pussy boys was snitching
Brodie went to jail by his self but had two

off with the whole bag

She with gang at my crib
Boy I hope that's not yo bitch
Got yo car note on my teeth
And yo rent up on my wrist
Niggas pussy,

for the team man where's hoes that
Picking up my phone I got couple numbers to call back
Tequila to the dome and tonight I'm spending a whole bag
Seen

life (Life)
Just like diamond I shine through the night
These rappers so fake man they copy and bite (Bite)
I know that hate me I can tell by your eyes

From a bag to plenty
Went from laying in the trenches
Now we playin' in Benzes
You know my man can't stand it
A 100k, this ain't rented
I got

nigga

Nina in the whip, I got ride around wit' that 9 (Wit' that 9)
My mans turned snake so watch those mothafuckin' signs (So watch those

Duffle bag open already
Approximately a hundred twenty seconds on this home invasion
Black nike baseball gloves I watch too much CSI
Duty calls
Ooo they

behind they man
I be riding by myself pops told me my mama worried bout me I’m thug I’m ready
Call my son not my son but this little nigga with me I swear

a chance won't run it back 
Keep your circle tight it'll take some time 
There ain't no need for a hundred man 

Il do what it takes to secure the bag

on it
Yeah, she said she popping on the gram
All this confidence until she find out who I am 
100,000 likes girl I could really give a damn 
By the end

No stranger to the rain
Got a bunch of cloudy scars
Never fell to the pain
I got stitched by stars
Never paid them mind
I was living by Mars
They

when I first got the MP helping me push buttons
Stuck by my side and critiqued my beats
I used to work at UPS making a hundred a week
Just enough for us

It's Johnny Cane on the beat bitch
Yeah man, This LowJack
Woo, big drip like the faucet running
Don't hit my line if you ain't talkin' money
All that

the country i can't even pronounce
Private location i can't even announce
A bh is by the pool side
And it ain't even summer
Yeah they love a na cause a
Nas

the man
They'll never know that I was guided by others, they couldn't understand
I think back to the pedestal to make my next move
And I notice my friend

massa
Me yɛ guy roff
Yɛ no yenni hwee, yɛ nya kakraa nsu'a we dey chop all
Why dem dey call me suicide?
Man I pull up with the top off
When I ball it's

Zero Stress (Written by Rizzy RTG & Aaron Issa)
Pick the Percocets ('Cets)
Icy on ma neck (neck)
Hit you with that cheque (cheque)
We just ‘bout

Yeah
Yeah this the one
This is what I’ve been taking about
Man shoutout Bobby
Man I've been working on this for a while now
Motherfuckers might hate

them and fuck them
They fucking with us because niggas stay stunting
We keep it a buck no we keep it a hundred
We keep it a thou, we never be bluffing

And you practically slept together,
your sleeping bag right next to his

And you woke in the night to watch him as he slept
but you couldn't see anything