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Humble as ever
But don't you ever
Get it twisted
Or get this shit fucked up
Went and bet on myself
I ain't luck up
Now we got it on lock like some

Tryna win too many losses smoke like I smoke niggas whatever life is dead ready
This feel like that 50 cent 99 how to rob shit my mom was telling me

the fame
We go for the money, I don't build for it, we do it for real
Driving that shit, they do it for feel

I'm telling my niggas, please, I don't build

Listen
Last round, I see you went missin
Chance to own the crown right here my nigga
Hold it in my hands cause I'm a king
I put this shit on my

and his pockets stay green
But he far from perfect though. his mental health he workin' on
But sometimes shit get hard and he wanna go pop a perky though.

Think that i trust you
I don’t play that shit
Dropped the remix cause the switched up quick
Acting like crew 
But they ain’t bout shit 
Tryna act

When you big enough to do it 
And yo homies always knew it 
Shit cut deep 
The times they’d hope that you won’t
You knew the storm.
Some was wit me

on the shelf
Why you hating, heard that's bad for your health
Big bag like I'm Santa, yo shit small like an elf
Hold on
Never need a crowd, get lit by myself

take it)
I'm always a fan of a blunt to the face
People be fucking with shit that I make
I been on a mission this shit is arranged
How you be switching

hand in my pot, oh, Shit I broke his hand
She tried to send a nigga my drop, I Said shyttt go ahead, we got stick And all these glocks and you'll be

Go Go
I am Ahead Of My Time
Pretty bitch fuckin' a dime
I took all his shit now he workin' on dyin'
I am a Psychic I'm bendin' they mind
Biggest bag

Koppa þetta shit en ég tékka ekki prices
Svo mikið blow myndir halda að ég tengist í ISIS
Dópið á lás svo ég loka og læsi
Pussies að tala en ég heyri

diamante.
 

E eu Jogo pra cima, toda Negativi(vi,vi)
E o Popo Dela ela empina, Crazy, me pede Burberry.
Chanel Bourbon é só Oh Shit.
Na cama ela suga minha

choppa out the V, pussy, hit yo back
All yo guns finna jam, nigga, no get back
Blood shit, nigga, red flags on the Mac
Heat a nigga up with this

a baller
Heard your last nigga was broke
I'm here to get this shit in order Yeah
This shit get tricky tricky
This shit get tricky tricky
Said she sneakin out

They don't have the shit they do
But they don't. They'd be rather fuck a bitch and say wrong
I be doing cool shit cause look at Shisha's ass though

Beefing with Cupid this shit love shit stupid
Yo love got me high like I'm off these pills
They say Mel why you sliding you a rapper can't go

Bad is an understatement, I'm really the shit
And can't nobody tell me nothin' cause I been this lit
All I do is get money and mind my business
Quick

Must do some shit we cant forget
Cant do no shit i will regret
Aint say no shit i did regret
Aint do no shit
I dont forget
when i live my life i go

Deezy, Gang, Bag Winners, YMT, EDST, let that shit be known, you heard me
Wait, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh,
We done this shit in broad daylight, nigga
We

Woke up on some boss shit I might hit the Stu today
If he play he get a coffin bitch it's no need to explain
I paint pictures with my words so baby

and the shit be script, I'ma play my role
I'm the one that's gon' stand out, and they know I'm the one that's chose

I'm back, I'm on my shit, for the ones that

Like this man Weezy, has taking over all year long man
Like nobody is doing it like this man bruh, like listen to this shit
Like this nigga is going

Already done lost my mind in this shit nigga it ain't no turning back
Only thing I know write a couple lines on paper then go collect and the racks