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for hope
Close your eyes, make a wish, pucker your lips, and blow
Sometimes you gotta go thru the trenches
To come out the other side of white picket

like spartan kick
Send me a beat, I'm killin' that shit
I'm hockin' out loogies, I'm spittin' that shit
Blue them hunnits, I ain't talkin' 'bout no Crip

Insanity.. I flirt
More secrets than the church
Listen while I perch
Hands muddy from the dirt
No one's turf
We all living off the earth
No alarm.. Wake up

worry you gone get her back
I'm a stretch her out I ain't finna leave that shit (ish) in tac
She doing kegels tryna make that pussy (juicy) snap back
But

my turf
I will get all
That I feel I deserve
And if I want
I'll take bites off of yours
You cannot stop me
Or block me
I feel like I want it then
Ain't

rolling with me
That one you really like
Never fall in love with
Cause Sometime grass be turf nie that's Watchu stuck with
You can say what you wanna say

a fleshlight
No stock on the K so it feel light
Yellow tape across turf only field lights
That's that nigga fault wondering what the field like
Grab a faygo for

charge for a verse(hmmm)
The price of a vert
Yea I rap but im still on the turf
I pay up like 3 or 4 rents on the 1st
She gone give me the keys to her spot

make it to the top
Married to the game
With a mistress named pop
Get out my way
If you ain't fuck with my last drop
I'm non-stop
I do what I want, though

hoe
ISVVC on the bumpin' beat
SLYYE slangin' out the Ford
Stang you like a bumblebee
All hail my fuckin' hustle
Bow down you little bitch
No respect, I

first
Never finish last
On your guard, niggas lurk
Get smoked like gas
Don't go there
That is not your turf
Get broke like glass
All of this you see
Is

turf
When brodie gets vexed
Oh man it's the worst
You best do the dash
Don't trip on the curb
Oh swear
This one said that im her man
Oh get out of here

Ima young nigga
But a big boss
And i only speak facts when i shit talk
Ima Pcity nigga, but you knew that
And I could never turf hop i dont know why

turning key
Helmet on the turf frozen in the snow
Red mask sticking out
After what you love leaves you
What do you really care about
Rest In Peace I just

Sweet scent of lavenders and
The sky was lilac too
Passed out in the bus
Travelling to you
Lying on that grass turf
Forgetting all my patterns, oh

We gon be passing through like savages got sure
We passing out this venom, most definitely
Would there be 5-0s in the hood probably
Kush got me warmed

it
Stamina
Stamina
Like she an athlete
Droppin down
Droppin low
Fresh out blocks, Like a track meet
Ion got time
Time is money
And you know I got

man pissed off
Growing up in this goddamn makes a real man real tough
Shout out to my homies, they are still supporting even though I'm still broke
All

shawty yeah
Shawty yeah shawty yeah (uh yeah)

Smoke let it burn take you out of this world
Sipping on pain and it don't even hurt
She my girl and my girl

mileage
6 Years ago, you want smoke, you would've had it
6 Years ago, on my turf it's always static
The day that Roger left, tears dropped
Bodies dropped,

bread on ya own turf
Shorty at the crib bagging up that's her Home work
Big 40 on her leg she pop out wit the Long skirt
I get on different timing I can

breath smelling like doja
Yeah

The e way my turf
My engine light on cause I put it to work
Behind the wheel when I be most alert
Baby don't panic when I

to release my energy
My energy

Passed the days that we lived just so simple
Dead and gone like thought I had
Don't let them put out the temple's sun
Face your

turf
Better call the squad, it's time to get active
Finger on the trigger, looking for the enemy
Steadily everyone creeps
You know we run these streets