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could elevate
I ain't finna wait
I'm straight with nothing to lose
So if I ain't putting in work
It's really nothing to do so I laugh at 'em
Turn my back

On bitches that don't deserve it and never earned it
Dreams burnin' in the furnace carrying the bird
And act out the same play on the stage
I turn around

Niggas hatin', but I'm thinkin' "What would Jesus do? (Yeah, yeah) Let's go

Turn up the speakers as loud as you can
Swear I ain't been the same since I

My shit'll hit
Here's ya reminder
I been a bout it bitch
From the 6, don't forget
Here, I'll leave you with a tip
We da murda mitt
Be cute or turn

doing I thought it was weird
And nobody else were backing my shit
Except for a couple of homies who did
But they were my yes men
I don't second guess them

ever lose faith
I'm bout to tell you niggas what it Takes
To get out the Coldean lane
I've been calling and calling pick the phone
I Turn on my tv to see

bellin' up my line all day (all day)
I don't care 'cause she love the way it feels
I can see it from a mile away (mile away)
Darling, we getting drunk

too thick, my tone keep her cooch wet
Bougie bitch, she got a Gucci fetish
Ain't no way she do it lettuce

Ain't nobody that can do me better
In high

I wake up with a grin
Who thought that it would ever come to this?

Nobody nada did not hear a sound
Like Jiminy Cricket whispers a tumbleweed

a Deadrising boss
I can hear your heart beating loud through the hiding walls
You think you're a gangsta you're a rat secured by the cops

I was fucking with

hurt
It's organic because we came from the dirt
We only came to get money, so please, nobody get hurt
Understand where you at and what you doing
When

him again
That ain't true
Yeah it is
The real world is really unreal and 
No none of that's true
While the wildest 
You're just making this up to scare

know how else to say it
I'm feeling like I'm gonna finally make it
Ay ay
So just to cover my bases
I just wanted to say
Fuck all my fake friends
The ones

stay in
I know why they mad, nigga
We gon' turn up and we gon' rock
Yeah
We gon' keep this big-ass make a little more dick
If any fucker ain't get out

she's nice and real sweet
Plus she tipped me like twenty
It's loud cause there's babies
The food is real tasty
I can't wait to go home
Just to go to bed

Counting blessings 
I'm thinking loud 
But minding on my business 
By any means I'm go be 

This shit out and it's all mine

Hook...
See I be praying for

because I'm great,
Well
He better not make that mistake, he run up this 4-5 turn, nigga head to great,
Because I'm great that nigga mad because I'm great,

Pick up the fuckin' phone
Pick up the god damn phone
Ah fuck, oh god damn it
Baby if you get this call me back immediately
This is a fuckin'

want double cups
Get the Styrofoam loud packs
They want loud packs they just tryna blow
Trap house, in the trap house
Tryna make it snow
Ain't nobody

it's always fuck with someone said
Hop out popping till there's nothing left not a fucking spec
I just want the bands fill my dutches up with grams
Fuck

me at 12, if the the shoe fits better start rushing (hurry up)
I'm the God Mother if your fronting  
See if I'm bluffin 
I'll turn your Carriage back

Trap Eat
Promise if you see me in it
Then nobody else
Got these

Everywhere I go, got my hat cocked
I will never fold, ain't no laptop
And you know I got

be
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Girl I want you to myself, I don’t need nobody else
Baby, be my ride or die cause I need you by my side
In the night, night, night

Counting blessings 
I'm thinking loud 
But minding on my business 
By any means I'm go be 

This shit out and it's all mine

Hook...
See I be praying for