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bullets hit you like a truck
Everybody shooter better keep it tucked
(WOAH)
We got PTSD
I been at the bottom trynna find me
Redefining who the fuck I’m gon’

Ayy, Tae Retro, uh, hold on, Tae Retro
(Damn, lil' FckBwoy, man, you know
That I be killin' shit, perfect)

The new MVP of the league
I'm leading

think that I'm mormon
Let's get back to the performance
Put his body in the car
Put the drugs in mine
Drove it a couple miles
I got some shit outside

the rain just rain harder on me
And it can rain a lil bit harder as long as you right here by my side oh
I said in this life your love is all that I need

motherfucker I done been there
Oh you want success well it ain't jumping out of thin air
We fight for equality but nothing's ever been fair
Oh you think that you

Damn the lil' hoe real thick
When she walk by I see that ass shake in her bridges
Seven grade me really wanted miss bridges

I see her right now that's

Yeah, ATG, John Doe, yo, yo, yo, yeah
Ay yo, I got a story to tell
About a boy who held his mother very, very dear
She took drugs and she ain't

watching grown-ups

Put the heat on Lil Dog, then he froze up
Bro sell bows out the spot, he don't fuck with nickels
Dogg got a baby in a trap like it's

ignored by the person you love? It's not intentional, I know, but I just miss how we was
You ever caught a dark storm and swept it under the rug? Guess I'm

the knot
Cause we got pape with us, foes up, bitch, we mobbed up, I got my neighbors with me

on

She think I'm Too cool
Bitches turn to birds when they see the worm
Dude fool
Got his top burned like a bad perm
Thick bitch
Put it in my face like

panties
I got her climaxing she suck it no handed
I talk bout progression they think that I'm bragging
See me imm happy they life is in shambles
Get mad

ain't bluffin'
Why you think it's sweet
Man the heater got you blushin'
boy you better run for the chopper get to dumpin'
All my opps steady dunkin' cops

bitch, I'll be that assasain
Choppers on my sedan, spinning like ceiling fans
Knockin', rockin', madd doggers 's, lil homies like god dam Loco, I got em

of it
But you too busy stalking a bitch that you'll never get back
And that shit got you sick don't it
And your best songs was written by some other

on my side
And that's for shit sure
Dirty sprite my sativa
T mac no Derek Jeter
That means I'm the one
Not the two
And by lil bitch
She go harder than you

Just came from V.A. with some scats
Now I'm back on the road to Dallas
We was fucking in the car
Shorty fuck around broke my glasses
Couldn't find me

he just ruthless by design
She got thick thighs, big eyes, call that shawty anime
Nice tan, catching sun, look like she from Santa Fe
To her I'm just

forgot about my dog 'cause I aint posting the nigga
Little do she know, I think 'bout bro and get emotional nigga
'Cause we still in the deeper end
Feel

to the crib
Might get a lil messy but she never need a bib
I been getting legal money, pray I never see a bid
And I ain't in the streets, so you probably think

us they know wassup
Momma got them big bills like buffalo
So I need the chicken
Blue cheese for the extra dipping but i don’t think these rappers get

I think it flew by, yeah
Want the racks and the private jet
Want the money, I don't need respect
I been counting up
Put icebergs on my neck
Shawty

bet you can’t say a nigga lied
I was n the streets, thought I’d be rich by 25
I was n a cell, and lost lil bit of my time
Ain had no bail, that shit was

trappin
Get em gone overnight we travelin
Post UP pull a lil quick job
And it dont come cheap off top he taxin
And i got them whip skills still gotta make