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But back then didn't know your boy was next up
Distracted, by fat ass in classes 
My family, would they even understand this my canvass 
Fuck

down see
I be the man when im up in my section
If You need dat pressure
Then I got the connection
Jays i be rollin be bigger like texas
What is im smoke

and the voters trust them
When my homies like Jon can’t go through customs
Yeah fuck them lets grab these mic stands and rush them
Just meet me in SD, that wall

the hustlers posted
Bottom line
You cross the line I'll show you encroachment
Just seen the man that had that golden voice asking 4 some coins
Uh
Thought by now

watched the homies more closely
You said it's love, but it never was
You did me dirty when we both came from the mud (Aye)
Why you lying when we both grew

thinkin' 'bout the homies in high school
What's poppin'?
And all the weekends we would wake up early
Just for shoppin', for all the
Late night flexin', night

of my life, fill up the heart of my life
'Cause without them it's just a vacant hole
That makes it cold, so frail and breakable
That's why when I saw you,

of shit up on the internet
Interject your feelings looking like your lacking intellect
So when you drop the ball I'll be the one to make the intercept
I'll

get exposed
I do for the gang they do for the hoes
When I make it I'm waiting 10k for a show
New chick every year guess I got a curse
Old bitch still

Mess of you've ever owe me
They smile and stab you in the
Back and they're not you homies
I grew up with snakes
Roaches and ratchet slums
Shots roll EMS

I hop on a beef in no time give a nigga upper cut like a bow tie she hop on the dick it’s show time then I call one of my homies it’s your time don’t

because I like it
The pinnacle of my interest
Cause when you doin' good
You're phone is blowing up
But when you need 'em for support
Now they not showing up

Trying to controll myself
Trying not to hit your phone
But I just can't, you still reach up to my head

Like a sweet smoke in the middle of the night
In

Back when I stayed in mama house head fucked up you know that I'm stressing out
Friend ask am I coming out hell nah lil bruh you know that I'm

dissing I'm just sneaking to the green
Family saying I'm a gangster and I know it
Stay away from fake love when they show it
Damn near half the bottle when

shakur is prime time
Komodo dragon when he rappin
Shit is fire rhymes
Get your priorities in line
Cause niggas mine right

I see the light got the dream

make these people pay me couldn’t play me with controllers boy dreams ain’t cast by sega I’m the alpha and omega when it to this creating I got flavor

guys in there
And there's a bottle of gin
And there's things being rolled up
We all know what I'm talking about
You, first of all, are a liar
You're dumb

Ended up in south beach
Wishing it was your sheets
Please don't go an quote me
Let's just keep it lowkey
When they ask don't speak
In fact you don't know

the curse
You mad? it’s getting worse, this the second verse

I’m a self starter 
Pick up the bottle when I’m overwhelmed with options 
A simple life be

the rockin' silk shirt Merkin' all opponents
Gotta show, do love, like Foley's third person
You know I'm in Foley-ish Lurkin', scopin',
Pullin' bolt back like

tripping 
My next girl is missing 
I can't seem to find one 
Can't make the decision 
Chilling by my lonely 
Posted with my homies 
Tryna find my only 
All

Pull up at corporate go to the top yes
We start negotiating when to drop next
Organize shows where they lift tops yes

Walk out on stage in my flip flops

know I got the stacks
And I keep the drip on me that's a fendi fact
When the homies get the green, better watch your back
And the beats by Playboi Beanz,