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like if you were my son
You think that you're free but for me you're in prison
You're imprisoned by your whole fucking reason
Look at my hair
Gold

You have just entered the mind of a menace
I'm statin my business just gimme a minute
Apparently I have offended some woman, not to mention niggas by

that nigga like a snitch
We pull up sticks
Feeling like Rick
Bitch I'm not no Morty so you know I gotta dick

All this time that's passing by
All these

the 
Kill of your demand 
Man down
Man down 

Would you say
All your time 
Well spent
In your night
Beat down there souls
At your expense
Keep 'em high  

better
You know better than to try
I don't talk a lot but I'm finna slide, jit
I keep a gun on my side
If you want it then you know it's gon' fly, jit

Where I'm from no more
Ain't no need to read the paper
Tryna move on
Where I'm from
Even momma need a gun
But she tell me
She protected by her savior

Throwing punches
I don't throw them up
For police men
This ain't a stun gun
Make you get undone
Heavy weight smoke tons
Freinds in hell
With the lump some

got cold and it wasn't the snow
Put a gun to the top of my skull
Father time was just moving too slow
Writers block couldn't catch any flows
Let alone

That's 10 apiece just multiply
Bullets fly like first class
Time fly like plane tickets
Gimmie mines or get it tooken
Booker T let's get it kickin
Punt

I can tell just by your aura you not right
Can’t trust no one my gun to my right
Pussy nigga I’ll blast yo ass on site
I’m not the type to play with

I swear, these bitches shady
Think I need a gun to move around like fuck a safety
And I gotta get it on my own had to do this by myself
I can’t trust

should have been my friend

Take the roll call, count off one by one. 
Who's the preacher? Who's got the gun? 
Grand Theft Auto, Call of Duty
It's

Cause I'm mesmorized by ya hips
I need some private time with ya lips
She from over west music notes over her breast
I stole her from Khalid he no longer

maybe have a couple of caps
And by caps, yes I do mean the lies
I mean like guys
Do you really expect me to have a gun?
I don't know, I'm 14 and I don't

Everyone’s a pedophile
Who’s out to get your guns
But I won’t fall for that
‘Cause I was raised by catholic nuns
They slapped me on my knuckles
With

Here you are
Coming back from afar
Always stunned and stopped in your run
There you go
Like a growing soul
Resisting this killing gun
You ignore what

yeah y'all better run
Cause we coming with the guns 
And you a silly duck
Yeah, said we don't give a fuck
If you mess with us, you already screwed up

nigga
This the Olympics by the way my youngings flip niggas
Cash app him face time him make it quick nigga
Big facts I make the call and then I sit back

Testing everybody like a nigga won't go OJ
Promise Im the right one
Hittas won't be necessary by the time that I am done
Smoke to calm my nerves ain't

She fights
She fights all the time
And she wins
She wins in her mind
She's crawling through the dirt
She'll cut you and claim she's hurt
and so it

The Bible is my gun
And all the Scriptures are my shells
Watch me do my thing
Switch the flow and switch the lane
I stopped jammin' Swisha House
But I still

Had to cut off My patna
He move like a junkie
Can't let that become me
Can't keep you around You don't make you No money
Nigga leave me in the jungle

in frostbite, yeah
Always disagree
Let's go to the sea, yeah

I'll take care of you
Like he never did
I swear

Stop, don't fuck with me
Bet i'll gun

And I pay the full price never need the hook up
By the time they look up have the world shook up
And I'm from the era where my bro did the bruk up
What