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and stack my ends real neat
Got the custo on the line, and I'm just prayin' she don't beep
I'm tryna make me 20 racks, vibin' in a Polo T

Aye the crackers

old

There is nothing like the summer
To make the boys call out your name
Show a little skin and they cut no slack
Sluggin’ down the concrete
Quick

brain cause I'm done With the playing
And I am not fading
I promise that
The way that I see it, I'm building My bridges
Connecting the lines to the dots

I'll just nod probably
Game on the line, gotta pass or shoot, I'd throw the lob probably
I'm scared of you, I ain't never seen you out, you a odd body

weighing too heavy 
When I drop them bars, that shit tastes delicious 
Slowly digest, don't try to get noxious 
Wrong fabric cut rappers being obnoxious

nowadays 
But y’all aint fucking with me
Open doors and open eyes 
That’s my motherfucking job
Take the line
I’m the concierge of mind nigga


As the sun

fine
One more look at my checkings
Then I'm back on demon time
You proved yourself invaluable
Since I hit your line it's
It's calm all right
I vent by

winning is cold
Winter gold how I'm winning is cold
Winter gold

Bro running through
Bricks like a juggernaut
Remember tryna run
A line same time run

on my mind not some shit that they'll like, I write
Nine whole verses then I'm stitching the lines together, surgical
I am not the person who I thought I

Clearly we see that this plan we all follow
Is made out of glass as it breaks in our hands
Throwing the pieces these feelings that dwell
The cuts in our

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They open up doors
And books for you
So they can take a look
And lay their judgment down
Like a hand to a fist
You gotta cut through the wrist

covfefe to the latest trend
The feed explodes the lines extend

Retweets spread like wildfire flames
The network hums with all the names
In the echo

the shrooms
Real playa all the women love it how I groove
Cut a couple niggas off don't like the way they move
Yeah nigga
Ion like the way these niggas been

scenery before
The horrors of the killing floor
It's all pools of blood and gore
And as they're standing next in line
They see the others of their kind
How

for sure, he poppin' the shrooms, he callin' em' Toad
Fuck all the funny shit, I got me the beam, though
Yeah, that shit color green, ho,
Cut off his

a meme Fresh cut diamond, look like wedding ring
Brand new color, look like Pint of lean Never have to settle, worry about a thing

Set up in the throne,

on the front line telling their tale
Дети плачут матери молятся (Deti plachut materi molyatsya)  kids cry mothers pray
In the rubble and ruin hope fades away

seeking seconds losing days instead
Forgetting many names that things and people had
A bunch of transit systems that would substitute yourself
The lines

Lets Get It 

 Oh You Outside Tonight
Act Bad City Girl Wild Tonight
You Ain't Tryin To Cut You In Lie Tonight
Drinkin Like You Ain't Got A Job Tonight..

the path of the Prince
In courts of marble whispers, the Prince commands the stage
A mind so sharp, like daggers, cuts through every cage
With silver tongue

it overnight
I know the path and I ain't finding it easy
Because love keeps
Coming
In and out of line
But I wish didn't worry so I don't have to feel

lower, ain't it just my luck
Imprisoned like my hands are cuffed
Subsisting off your crumbs
I guess I'm not enough
I just might cut and run, uh
Tell me,

Then a half hour taking pictures outside
Every time she give me brain, she take me out of mind
I won't ever let her go, we got a tight line
I was sippin'