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alone and lose my number
No appreciation for your position 
I'll never stop till I'm assured your house of cards is torn asunder
I can tell by how you

worried 'bout these whores
Girl I got plenty options, but I fuck with you by choice

Lil baby you patna', you got me then I gotcha
Can you say my name girl,

Hold on keep recording
Cut the lights
It's a beat by Darkside bitch!

Twisted thoughts and broken hearts 
Nah we ain't living right 
Rocks out

lil arguments
But everybody do
Found myself moving to Cali
By apartment 32
But my life wasn't working out
So I started to look to you
Fast forward and I

That's ok
Overlooked I don't exist
Hey I don't exist
I take myself on a trip
I take yo bitch by the hip
Leave me alone you lil simp
My life is a movie

Chad Watson
My mans loyal but his chick wasn't
Her and her mixed cousin
My niggas stay glocked up
And it's always bout six of em, Impressed by my

LSD to my brain followed by ZA that be havin me stuck

I mix it with tunes
That shii is on blast
I'm out with da goons
Niqqas steady losing they medulla

surprised
She looked me in my eyes

See this women had it altogether
Plenty niggas her own cheddar
Too bad them niggas couldn't
Stand a chance
Dem

conmigo
There I go again
Pushing the limit
Some super Sonic shit
Super with this shit
Super slaughtered this
OMG IT's Stylz
Off his model shit
What Lil

it work music banging like a Harley
He think I'm a jerk he no rapper not hardly
With a dread head bad shawty not Marley
Rockstar made boy I'm feeling

to red she warmed my heart was at its coldest

Uhh huh
I got a wife
She changed me from a lil boy to a man in just one night
We talk for several hours

New view from my last lil project
Couple grand more
Shell out for the finest
All my vans worn
Put my soul through the most just to kill a landlord
I

on
Plenty times I wanna stop but imma keep going
Uh, Sign a deal cash out and imma buy a jag
I'm from up the hill
You ain't from there a nigga getting tag

to stomp
Hop out my way!
No competition
Just listen lil bitch!
You can hop out my lane
Speaking on the art of her
Tomahawk and I cock in her
Jam the paint

Keep your eyes on me
Like Kodak the rapper
I might be by myself
But just know I got some clappers
Leave a tip at the bar
Cause I'll turn em into

the start gotta keep by yo side
The others are probably faux
You gotta know whose gonna be ridin'
And whose gonna fold
The ones who been plottin' on you

The snakes took a bite of my feather but ran when the lord took me under his wing (ooh) (under his wing)
I keep my circle real little in case a phony tries

and she might fuck round break her knees in
Keep up wit this rapping shit lil Cal you'll be a goat
I wake up and get a daily dose of calsocold
Money

mad on these silly lil' scene rats
Always keep it with the ski mask
Fighting back, all the time
Tread 'em back
Never gonna let 'em pass
Run it back

away with Jimmy and lil Shien
I keep on running and running and running 
I'm running too smooth shoutout Cat with the plugin
I really made it turn

"Where do I start?"
In the way of the riches
We tear 'em apart
By any means
Bitch, I gotta get to it
I gotta get to that money no matter whatever
My money

(Huh)
Chill down pop this perc lil' bro don't panic
Pour this codeine in my cup and watch it sink like the Titanic
Gave my leg to Johnny Dang so I made

I done had mo scraps in the velts then some niggaz from there
Same nigga claim that he run it can’t even come there
His baby mama love how I fucc she

Time will pass by but you know we keep it cool
No more tears to cry, growing up is what you choose
Appreciate all the things your parents do
Putting food