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I take the highs and the lows I don't think that I ever felt this way befo

on the beach out where it be Sandy
Found her someone new her ex nigga was on bullshit
Tried to tell her what to do he was too pushy
She like ouu yeah turn me up

better run up behind me
Cause if I see you fucks
The better man better wish you luck
He let net mean a lil too much
Turned to digital nomad
Fortune 500

out the door when the odds was against
But fuck that lil hoe I'll just fuck on her friends
Yea I got out right back on my bullshit
Sumn like Jordan did

leather
I promise I promise I promise On mamas
I really swam in the tank with Puranas
She want a African prince from Wakanda
I grabbed that Lil bitch by

Trynna see the bigger picture crop the bullshit out the Frame
If I send you on a mission be precise and hit yo man's
If you can't confirm that nigga dead

independent
Came up in the slums on that bullshit and bitch I'm still wit it
Yea this that rapper pack
Seven gram wood a cherry damn near gave me cardiac
Bought

Always stood by
But wonders why
I still be with them
Won't ever understand
Why they treat me like an atm
Deposit all my love
Then I withdraw
Cause I ain't

don't really speak my language
Fuck with me I'll make you famous
Yea you caught me by surprise
Caught me with your eyes
But me I'm really dangerous
I tell

ducking and dodging the bullshit like The Matrix (Okay)
Oou they wondering how did we come out the Oou
Out of the blue nigga it's true
We started it

no

Everything goals now
Bullshit down the road
I'm back on my savage, the cold
I ride for my blood, that's the code
Lil bitch said she love me like

Hell, even a week, bro
We ain't tripping over that shit, bro
Like, like Lil Uzi said
It do not matter, pockets got fatter
That's the only thing that

but still, I cannot find
A good girl that's freaky but only when she by my side
That's easy on the eyes, huh
(Well my nigga at least you tried, yeah)
So

I'm sick of all the bullshit this ain't our Last Dance
Fullbacks like Rose, we never half arse
We're the whole package like MJ
Rapping so the family

faking
I see through that bullshit like a washer at a laundromat
Yet I do tip my hat to those who try
If
that's how you would like to die
By all means
I

of Bel Air
One day they'll clear out the air when I land
One day they'll reach just to touch on my pants
I need the money delivered by hand
Don't fuck with

When I'm with got it we got a few freaks
Got it let that shit knock
It's 4 in the morning and I can't keep up
With the bullshit that's being going
So

And she my bae
Giving me head
Twisting my dreads
Pumping this lead
Drying up dead
Drying ah
Go by in that
Bout to slide and I
Get high and I
Want it right

the ups and downs we still out here makin bosses
I know you mad to see that big truck when I pulls it
Say your glad for me nigga that is some bullshit
When

right by the pump
Cause when you shining like this it's a chance they can stunt
Next stop we hit the wedge we need some liquor to pour
So many cases

real and you done boy That's bullshit
Now I gotta bring my strap to the laundromat
Thinking like a safety reading eyes the quarterback
Ronnie Lott Ed

on moaning and bitching
I got your wifey here twitching
She wanna switch a position for real
You getting killed by a ginger
You must be feeling so injured
I

That's why I ride all by my lonely and I try to run it up
And I'm feeling like Kendrick, Nigga I'll be damned
You be smiling in my face but be capping

Yeah, aye aye
Lil Tytan back with fuckin Bobby Johnson bitch, yeah
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
This is fuckin murder, aye
This is