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fine
This wavy gang, this motion gang shit

Bigger than a giant
My new crib so goddamn big
We living in Reliant
My cup spilled, that's the last

forever
Don't talk to me
Don't breathe in my direction
If you ain't making 6 figures nigga you should not be talking to me or wasting my
goddamn time nigga!

running them numbers up
Im bouta drop this tape
Everybody been so goddamn late
Look at the looks on they face

Fuck all y'all, y'all some J's
Fuck all

ability 
To do what I want on a song like a symphony
When the voice meets the hook and the beat that’s a melody
Goddamn! 
I do what I want to… step back lil

to lose my goddamn mind
It's a bad situation there's nothing to gain
When all my expectations they're all in vain
It's a bad situation
It's a very bad

I'm brushing my teeth after every cigarette
And wearing the same tacky jewelry every goddamn day
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm only half

there
I'm just a conductor on this goddamn train

the right hand
Come around a sneak somebody trying that fight stance
So goddamn
Whatchu tryna do
I'm tryna get up in the middle of the party
See a baddie who

of bacon
When I pull up on your block, the muthafuckas started shakin'
Goddamn, when you started watchin', would I have to fucking move?
Muthafuckas

the nigga for real, I'm just saying, I don't know, man I don't know
I thought I knew this man so well, I thought I knew him so goddamn well, man I don't know,

on the night you left. My goddamn subconscious, it’s a tease from time to time. Always hunting for a moment to strike and wake me up, waiting for the best time

with a spoon
Smelling so bad, I think I need some perfume

Goddamn, the food here is atrocious
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Yeah, with my boy Dave,

I'ma whip that
Goddamn, I'ma crash it
You won't see a thing, cause this Glock is automatic
Louis on the fabric
That bitch like my fashion
Taurus on my

Yeah, selling the goddamn picture I painted
Started out broke, then this shit started raining
You want the smoke we can make an arrangement

the back, you gon feel the slide

Spinnin this bitch like a record, vinyl
Hit a buck 20 on a modal high note
Bouta buss it open like a goddamn

Ain't no

They better let me in that damn 7-Eleven
Or a goddamn riot gon' erupt
I see the city just started waking up
Bus driver getting ready for the day
Hell

all in the delivery
Said I was in over my head
That it won't work for me
But I spent goddamn years
All my blood, sweat and tears
Live the rest of your

steps and 
Journal before you go to bed
Put away your Goddamn phone
I looked up, you said "Honey, you're not alone"

I would love to reach the point

a stand down goddamn

(Run it back) As we staring at the bottom
Starting to be feelin' we was playing the Sopranos
(Push it back) Chase me, I'm rubato

that you lost your mind
New friend equals crossing a goddamn line
Demanded me to invite you
To every night we
Wanted to hang out
Hate that nose held high

clean
Bro sono mofokin bello (paw)
Quando la fotto ti giuro mio negro si guarda il cielo lei (goddamn)
Hey pull uppo cintura nera
Schivo sti negri sono

morgues, we makin' tombs
Death, protect your neck, I am your doom, hang your life, I got the noose, let's make a loom

Goddamn, now y'all did it
Stank face

out,With the new crew
Played some football, The plays been drew
Like Mahomes,I be wingin' this shit
3 rings,Goddamn we'll be rich
Damn
But you don't

Who dat on a goddamn track
Is that Lil' Jus
No way, no way
Mafia on the track
Crazy how niggas switch up when they start to lie
Rockin' all black in