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Beat By Waishin
OZB
Yaklaş bak gözlerime, hadi ağzını aç ve de namlumu yala
9 milimetreyi hisset yerse, çektim tetiği hadi polisi ara
Blokta ceset

Don't listen to me
Don't listen to me
Don't listen to me

Whoops
Damn
Fuck
Another nigga dead!
Getting shot by cop
With two bullets in his head
Good

Make moves, make money, that's the move homie
Been on my grind like nine to five, so don't you snooze on me
That make some paper shit
To make some

west
Head been severed from my chest
Need that seven on my neck
Need like several different blessings
Word to Sevy he my brethren
Stand by me when I

inside of the PJ we're turning it up (It up)
Jump in the Beamer
You better believe that I'm ready to fuck shit up (Aye)
I am the plug
I am the person who

This street is not for the weak
Based on believe
Igba zamzam is in me
Mu nwa base online
But I'll be offline if you ain't talking to me
Isi gi muru muru

Shawty want my last name I ain't ready for kids
We coming up
N I can't wait till we get big uh
Shawty shake ya hips to the beat
Start the dance
She gon

My fingerprints all over it...

Look me in my eyes, you can see I'm in my bag
I can't go sleep, Freddy ready on my back
Keep the photograph, I don't

I got nowhere to go 
I am somewhere unknown 
I got nowhere to go 
I am somewhere unknown 

Nowhere to go but up 
It ain't to late for us 
I just want

They act like sum creeps
I know I’ma make it 
By chasing my dreams
I waited my turn I can’t stop now 
Yea a young nigga soon be on 
Came from the dirt

Forgetting last nights waves in this impossible ocean
Forgetting last nights waves in this ocean
In this ocean yea

What is my life desires
It ain't

Ready for war
Bustin ya jaw
Bustin ya head
Left em for dead
Nobody saw
These niggas ain't on
Yall only cool by extension
Walking around with extensions

keep saying I'm fine
But I know I was built for this by design
It's raining now but the sun is gone shine
I know God would never leave me behind
Ain't no

Not today's these Instagram girls who off wanna show
A bunch of dick-chasers who are proud to be whores
Selling their bodies to be rich by force

bodies for the clout
Never catch me with a mission better leave my trigger finger out
Oh yuh what you think I got no time
I ain't never seen a skeeter with

Cause of all of my dough 

Team on my back 
Murdering tracks
Getting to bags
Now we thumbin through racks
Boof be the pack
High as giraffe 
Move by my

to prison these c***suckers racist
I aint got time for n****s thats on that fake sh**
Rats and them fleas talking thats a plea bargain
I should be in

rodeo
Ahaaa
Let’s play ball
You know that I'm gonna take off
Ahaaa
That high life
Best believe that's my life
Ahaaa
Ain't no strikes
I only do highlights

Looking back to sunday, it was pretty cray
By the way, I go all the way
If you have stuff to say hey, today is out the way
Yesterday, it touched my

rise again
Wait to you see the whites' of their eyes
The authors of war
Hey this ain't my  idea of a love song 
I could be wrong
No one cries
Until

now you seent it
My baby got that butt
My shorty so concieded 
We on the search for truth 
Im on the search for peace 
My niggas ready shoot 
All i have

When I pass by they aint craning their necks
When they talk low they aint saying I’m next
They don’t see much when they look through their specs
They

she so quick to grab it
Ain't dissuaded by the risks of
Any other man I catch him outside
Make it simple
He been trembling, hesitant
How he gon' live up

you end me
But be ready, couple fucking emptys
Momma ask why I can’t stop
'Cause we're victim to the street
Momma ask why I can't stop
’Cause them