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uh, uh, uh
Can you save me

Racks coming in
Racks coming out
Bag growing big
Mans gotta count
Got my boo passionate
Put a bitch to the side like I'm

nothing left to say though, we're on a tight rop

(Ooh)
Please just pull the car off to the shoulder
You don't wanna tell me that it's over
Is it over?

leaves end up falling at ending of autumn it's coming I'm Feeling the breeze
Nothing is given for free but I got a couple of niggas that do it for me
Run

ode now
Cost em 30k, cause he looking up to me now, boy
The fame can't change me, boy
Ya words can't faze me, boy
Hop out the jewelers
Now my shit

fault
Niggas change just like the season quick to throw salt
It ain't nothing to get a bitch to take her clothes off
In my own lane paper route like I'm

election
The simple shit I do
Will have you in shock like electric
But all that hype ain't nothing
When your people out here stressing
Ten K on your wrist

these demons, watch me up the score
Calling out for Christ to come and save me, he like "drop the lo"
Feeling like these Benji's, every time I pray I

Forget the struggles and the pressure
It never seem so clear but now me looking at it better
In life me affi happy before dem rolling out the stretcher

nothing new I've seen some bigger news
My ex bitch mind blown I showed her different views
Ask my mom about my birth story a nigga shoulda been gone
Makes

pleases me
But a major thing for me, our journies are synonymous
What we put in might not match what we get out of this
But the concept of full circle needs

But I'm tryna make it out Inshallah
Need a spot in the city
We can fly in some biddies
Need a penthouse up 30 floors
My worst better than your best fit

life and I got plenty
Plenty of the fame, they know my name
Got options, but I rock with you the same, and we
Pop shit, there ain't nothing they can say,

Boy
You ain't nothing
Nigga what
Nigga
Boy
Uh
Uh
Nigga what
Nigga
Boy
I ain't scared of nun
Yeah, yeah I got
Niggas mad, hit his bitch
Think he know

chest. Then I loose my breath.
Rather than to loose you I'd face an early death.
Because I'd have nothing left. Except all these regrets.
I told her I just

the morning then I smoke me a duchess
What the fuck is up with all this nothing
I hear you talking your shit, that shit is wack
Dismissin' the facts, you trash

got nothing to prove
If you in my way bitch you gotta move
Racheal a thot, Julius a dumbass he don't know his bitch a eater
They ain't hear me at first

a Instagram post lil nigga you could get tagged
Hallow tips firing, (Hi) catch em out the mag
Zip em up, that's a rap It's a body bag (Shh)
All my friends left

a pole with me, I don't got no dancers
That mean when they talk shit, we Blitzen, no Prancer
Smoking all my bud, now I'm out, someone call the planter
Nah

How the fuck these motherfuckers so patient
I ain't known as one to stir the pot
Sit in my classes doing nothing, I'm a fucking rock, go home and jot my

again do you really know what means to be in the South side?
Where we keep it trill, double cup so the drank don't spill, and it's nothing less than real

Under feel arrested
Get the feel out of my ghosting
In my seat I'm resting
In my zone up in my seat
I see nothing I'm feeling loss
I just sit up in my

I betcha never thought sticks could go and spit it like this
The way words be shooting out my mouth you would think I need a license
Nowadays I got

it out to see the light of day I'm honestly
So tired of niggas
Outline niggas
Kids these days just see chalk in streets
Nowadays its so natural

got nothing to gain
Honestly I got a whole lot to say
Honestly people just get in my way
One day I might disappear with no trace
02/22/, they put a gun