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that
And I could care less, give two shits of being the best
If that's the only thing you live for, I feel sorry for you
Don't let your ego drive your

a part of my head
I'm inking, raps to wax perform live
Make my bread some seen it coming
Others say "What is this?"
It's Evidence mixing pleasure
With my

that
Waffle House on White Ridge Road
After stumblin' to 2nd Avenue on a
Saturday tryin' to find your crew
Struggle carved up Nashville for a
While when

in the booth
Fuck this beat up im so smooth
Got these niggas on the news
Pour that lean up like im Juice
I be cruising with the crew
I be balling with

on the run
I'm on the run

Run wit niggas who kept masks before pandemics hit
Unemployment SBAs niggas gettin lit
catch ya lick
They whole crew a buncha jokes

board back to the booth
And it's back to the fuck boy back to the truth
Well it's back to Soul 2 Soul but I'm losing all control
Way she throw at ass back

There's only one rule in the jungle
When the lion's hungry, he eats
Bitch, I'm a muhfuckin' Leo
That means I'm always lying, I got diamonds by

Nigga you don't fuck with me
Living how I live
Two hoes on my seat
I wash you off the game like a dirty dishh
Y hablando claro
Ellos me copian
Pero no me

pissed off
We can play games but I'm being Jigsaw
(Ay)
Coming to you live from equator
I never asked for a favor can't tell me somebody greater
I needed me

of bad bitches
I like em in 2s
We getting money
Come fuck with the crew
If you can't keep up
Try to stay in the loop
I know I'm so wrong
It's gone on so

blinded me

God I'm begging you both my arms spread out sideways
We all broke in two since the start man we all failed
Should we question you if we're lost

crew and my kid
I keep it a whole buck
And sum change
Put what you could put in
That's all I ask in the end
But that don't mean half ass
And only give me

I'm dead then I'm blazin'
Cut the sun and let the day in
Another day to say "fuck you"
Another day with the rough crew
The tough two
4bidden cus we too

too complacent
Be trusted by everyone but trust nobody
You should pick this up quick I learned it from John Gotti
And I heard it through the grapevine

Are we live
I might fuck yo main bitch on the weekend
I had to learn CPR to make sure that hoe breathing
Wore that pussy out and like a faucet she is

of niggas
All that pussy you beat nigga
Cause i had hella bitches at the party
And i did that shit every week nigga
Live or die for that paper
That was my

tho
Wanna have my kids tho
Wanna settle down real slow
I just want a patek
Wrist be flooded but I always got my crew they on deck
Told her I wanna see

live
Bitch
I could snap, any moment wont trouble me
In the trap, poured a two in the Bubly
Hoping one day, some labels discover me
Sike, I'm too

anybody feelin' like they live in cages
Yung rockstar I be shiftin' through the lasers
Gerald, Kevin with me when I'm ridin' through the matrix
Can't no one

myself, Steve Burns, Blues Clues
Solve a lot of mysteries, don’t need a fucking crew
Pushing myself to get something that I deserved
Never been a coldest

what I say
Don't run away 
Be with me long enough you gonna stay
I'm not with a crew this a team
I'm not recruiting a fiend
I'm whipping the beam

Listen I'm all out of pots to piss in
Cause existence isn't covered by my health or vision
And the masters, just got their new politicians
To swiftly

clues like blues the clues
Who she chose you know it ain't you
Give me two 4's I feel like a cobe
Shotten my shot And I'm getting that trophy
Runnin so

What the fuck is up
What's the fucking move
We finna pull up with the fuckin crew 
Go ahead fill my cup 
And my bottle too
What I like bout the sex