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a second, by their choice, start flexin'
Talking shit about the accusations and the cancellations 'bout me
Going on and on and on, no ending
I'm not the only

Tryna get a lil' roll on a ten-speed (ayy)
Last nigga died when he dissed me
Make a nigga fly like a frisbee (ayy)

Cut the ho off, I ain't fuckin'

it come to that payment
Knock down that door if it's acting or rapping
Whatever ima find my way in like The wayon's
Live by the sword you gon' die by

Sam and Celine
Or maybe it was Sofie, Vanessa
Whatever, I wish you could be here with me

'Cause like girl, you so lovely
And I'm hoping that you

trained to always lie
And hide my fuckin' feelings inside
Yeah

Three to nine on the wrist
I'm a drug baby
Givin' my butt baby
Like Lil Peep baby

I'm

for you
So I'm used to abandonment too
You know that I'll probably
Go switch it up
Bring it right back
47 controlling the dues
No we never play by

should be thankful
Cuz that made me smarter
I ain’t have no whip
So I hopped on the Marta
No money for Jordans
We only wore Starter
Doing whatever to stay

would die together betrayal all I can see

And that's just caused you pushed me away I could tell 
That you did by the look on your face
You subscribing

playin a fiddle
Squad rep gold call em George kittle
Flipping the rifles like we got rivals
Idols they hate me I preach like a bible
Tell em by by then

you ain't listening
Too many egos filling the heads
So I stopped paying it mind
Concentrated on mines
Cus just like Lil Rob, homes I'm barely getting by

Yeah
Oh, Bnoutch!
Ah, oh-ohh

Ima get fly, invest into the drip
I’m tryna get high and take another sip
Do shit to get by, and I don’t ever trip
I’m

won't
Say with me
We know
We gotta keep going
Toppling, falling
Then get up again
And keep haulin'
Doubt my ambition
By my love for mariuhana
But I check

(This a wavy lil' beat)
(It a little bit wavy)
Y'all selling rocks
I'm selling flowers
Mojo on a milli
Times that Austin Powers
I'm slapping smooth

you’re going to have a face to face with your karma/so 
You can deal with 
Your own bullshit by yourself/so why you keep on including everybody else in

to
It's big rank
Like a walking fish tank
With this water on me
I'm the coolest sensei
Like Miygi though
Hibachi on the farthest coast
Protected by

(bing bing)
Ain't got none
No bands like this (bing bing)
Stacking my bands taller tall as shit (yeah)
Back then selling bricks by the zip (yeah)
Aint got

Yeah, Black Bannerz!
Pack Pistol Pazzy and all that!
Yahmean? ta ta ta ta ta ta aight, look

Yo surrounded by luxury
My heart is still gutter black

the blind cuz
Cuz blood, I don't care, I don't gang bang
Better get up out my way when I lane change
Call me ARich or the goat whatever same thing
I think you

hear is crickets
Thank god, cause my broke ass ain't got money for another ticket
This week's been written by Lemony Snicket
Unfortunate events is what

Where Ya At?

Colony

The Next Chapter: Strictly Underground

1995

and the C.O. check this. Lil El.

Crusin' down the street in my 64 
A brother stuck a strap in my window
So I grabbed the strap mashed on the gas
Had that

Know that some niggas
Gon hop on the wave
when they see us in big bodies
Could give a fuck
What these niggas be sayin
I know they don't live by it
I

to Harvard
I pray me and your momma had true love
And that we showed by example what it’s made of
I pray that I made you rich
But if I ain’t give you all you

it down Oh, oh, touch the crown
Oh, oh, she gettin' down Hold up, she gettin' down
Give a fuck if lil' baby been around Yes, sir, ski
Pull up to your

I don't know what the fuck you got going on
Or whatever bitch you with on your lunch break
But hoe need to be getting out her bed in the morning