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ley, chai, close mouth, let the sufferer suffer suffer, na so we go go go go, be like America one day? we no know wetin we want oo, na him dey make our

fast non stop through the night
I'll be alright
This world gets so mean
It gets so lonely
Oh god please show me
The one and only
It kills me slowly

don't want no problems mina ngifuna imali
Said, I don't want no problems mina ngifuna imali
Probably feel like Ricky when I 'Buy it out'
Nkosi sikelela

right we never slack now 
Don't try and get close
Or it's gon' be a fuckin smack down 

They like damn Cole
Switch up the flow
I just took the tempo
Made

(Fuck that shit)
'Cause I don't need no extra status, oh
Got a heiress on a air mattress, yeah
She said, "How you want it? Yeah, Daddy"
(Yo, hit that)
One

now got nothing for the promo
My nigga kill yourself like blacks pulled over by popo
Oh No
Fire up blast Off Pass Me the Hookah
I'm on this loud Pass Me

Or die like the rest
You have the right to remain violent
Aaauuuggghh
Anything you say can and will be use against you to kill
I'm a tyrant
Strinking

on tenfold
Don't dim yo shine for another person
Know your worth if they pretend to be blind close the curtains
Flows is hurting got me drunken in rage
I

and went where she called his bluff
I'm gonna show him love don't have to be rough
Cuz she can't love him like me

Cuz he's a man who has God in his heart

don’t want you riding benches 
It’s the same ones talking down that always got me in they mentions
See the trenches taught me lessons I’m a beast up in

the Boulevard, watch how the hoes be bopping

[Hook - 2x]

[Fat Pat]
And I know what you saying, playas don't dance
But we boogie every chance, like ants in our

the open
Private jets, and I haven't been inside one yet
India to Egypt, don't know where I'm flying next
I'm in Manhattan, listening to Tribe Called Quest

and we all split
All these drank that make me sick
That beth chick ain’t really thick
Nah i ain’t saying shit, 
don’t really want a relationship
Wanna know

the studio it's lit 

Babygirl i don't know why you wanna kick it with these lames
Give a fuck what they be saying 
Bitch its castaway the gang

Walk up in

hill that you climb








putting my best foot foward
leave it up to god
to open the right doors
had a taste of success and i want more
when you’re

cash
But I'm too old to sell crack or let a gat blast
Flash back thinking bout my broken heart, stabbed back
Made me the man I am and man I am a bad ass

and put on these motherfuckin' Nike Dunks
I done told punch with Nike Dunks, yeah, I'm the shit
I'm comin' in like what you want, nigga
Treatin' me

slipping that's vital (Straight up)
Yeah Top shotta my title
But deep down I just wan do right (Want do right)
Redirect my life (My life)
Point me towards

(Ayouu)
(Youngbull this shit crazy)

Said to be honest, I don't know if my soul can heal from this pain I feel,
Said what I'm feeling deep inside got

sliding on your wall
In them drawers you wear them purple ones for the right cause, I'm in awe
She said she love me, so I took her to 11B
She saw me rolling

Don't tell me shit nigga, I know the rules nigga
I'm the boy with the hoodie nigga

It's funny right, how you keep coming
After a rapper who is hungry

go through
What I go through where every other day
Some motherfucker think they know you
Come here nigga let me show you
That money don't change

a desert mirage, to me hanging with
The slimes on, I'm still, I'm not paying for None, so don't go call me kid, I've been Fighting
My demons, he should know

They don't wanna see me ballin', want me starvin' with my team tho
Came from the briccs, shootin' shit like a free throw
We was shootin' dice,