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doubts
And I say a prayer for my enemies too
Lord open their eyes they're on the wrong side
They know not what they do
And by the time that they realize it

losing his touch...
He ain't hitting a thing"
I hit from the back
No recoil, got range
She want Pheraphara
Lil bitch, she want change
I want an impala

CDs
My boy Mookie Doug making plays like he's CeeDee
That's TD
When I touch down my shawty feels on my zucchini
I'm just tryna get a big body, big bag

on shorty never break less it's for the cake
5 Star party by the lake
Swerve my whip I'm on the way
Break down bands Luke cage, yeah
Running to the money

it's you or if your above
You just flying in the stars lil baby
We was riding top down in that Mercedes
Where is all the love 
It's really gonna drive me

super size
Dirty whip lookin clean when I’m slidin by
I’ll prolly take yo bitch if she down to ride
Got some goons that will clap if I get to snapping

im showing up
Im counting my paper and po’n up
I dont need no help
I was broke wit my back on the wall
Nobody to call
So i shine and ball by my gotdamn

cheese, need a payment tho’
Out in LV betting black chips
Wearing socks up in the pool on some rich shit
10 K touch down, on good that’s a real lick
Niggas

is Ben
Call him Benji's, the dick is not free
Girl thought I told you don't touch my LV
Getting to close, imma Heisman trophy
Ya whole salary worth

well
Talk a good game but they ain't down for action
Internet gangsters only bad for captions
You do it for da clout that's why you need reactions
Even

love it
Got the greats above me judging every subject that I touch on
Following my idols up until the day I'm in my coffin
Struggling to be my own man,

down couldn't lock me in
Niggaz caught me slipping by myself
But they couldn't box me in
Shoot me my rounds, and if
I loose bitch we gone box again
My

a hundred rounds in them two mags
And I dare a nigga fuck wit me
Okay fuck you bitch you can't touch me
I'm ain't gon' never lose you can trust me
Pockets

it
Down 3-1, we undefeated
She act boujee and conceited
Mention me and get deleted

I'm letting go of my old habits
Macho Man, no Randy Savage
I see

grams when that chef whip
Whipping hard tryna stretch this
I need 100 racks by the next flip
If it don't touch down plug getting licked
A1 bet it lock up

on Billboard, I'm guaranteed #1
They'll never say that this nigga slum
For those who slept on me, keep sleeping
By the time you finally wake, it'll be too late

what you doin
Ain't gon hit you soon as I touch down though
Quarantine like 24 hours-or-so
Prolly hit you like tomorrow afternoon
And say some sweet shit

heart and mind, models callin' on my line
Commas ima find and llamas by my side
Things I had to afford
They can't light my blunt why the fuck would I hand

to trust
Getting vetted by us to get close is a must
Them niggas who flaw we had left in the dust
The way that we movin' you can't even touch
You losing ya'

You know I ain even gone much lie to you you I know I really fuck with you
You know I like yo lil energy you know what I'm saying
You know
Just let

and leave it runnin'
Park that bitch front the big E-Z bitch they know me they ain't gone touch it
If I'm down bad get from round me nigga this shit gone get

in love with fashion
Had to cut to lil shawty off she funny acting
Buddy you don't want no action
You don't want to touch me like a cactus
Fucking up

scary
But she just a little bad tho
Yeah this place ain't ordinary
The night guard be gettin mad hoes
Anim'tronics walking around
Lil fuck be saying

move wit intention
He touch one of mine, then I move wit a vengeance
Got places to go w this metal, like engines
He was a menace, he a lil boy like