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Street life so crazy nigga play by the rules
Can't blame nobody either win or you loose
Paranoid everyday but we still keep it cool
Ready to pay

up on the gram, lil' nigga, you gon' die
Yeah, I buy my bitch Chanel, guess a nigga fly
If you chopping all my songs, then nigga, you is my slime

I'm

Still be off that dope way to fucked up to drive home ay
Cold white skin like snow bloodshot eyes I'm really gone ay
Counting paper in the sky bitch

Selection got the beats bumpin'
Where the fly ladies ain't frontin'
Like we always do, right about this time
We really gonna let loose and party
And when I'm

on 105
Said don't die
I won't abide
I won't lie
I just wanna live my life
I just wanna live life
Making just enough to get by
Struggle out here, it's hard

by 'em & I notice their hoe
She too pretty to be here alone
I'm pourin' another, I'm pourin' another
I'm getting lit
Pour me another, pour me another

it
Flow too fresh
Just like I pulled it out the packet
Better keep it cool
Put some eyes on that tone
Shit I'm in fly by you
Man it sound just like

what's next?
Jax wanna die one the best, he don't wanna go down like the rest
Never fly with the feds
World full of lies, full of stress so I hide in my

Yes i be the one they be referring to 
When you talking bout the greatest
They thought i fell off cause i went on a lil hiatus  
I had to do some

here soul searching
It's
Easy to cry
It's
Hard to live
It's
Easy to die
Coming up in war zone
Seeing bullets fly
Boolin' on da wrong side
Yeen got yo

for track
You ain't no match
But this is kerosene
From the front row to the back
You can hear em scream
And all that shit you talking won't fly

lies! Fuck ties!
When will you ever stop packin?
Tough Eyes! Rough Ice!
You know the void keeps seekin me !
Plucks fly! Zuc hangs by!
When will it end yuh

Divided
Divided

Sending the messages on the line
It's better we multiply the might
Shooting the luckiest strike
Coming together aight

Beat a lil

to the demons at night
So we gon' be out all night tryna catch a flight
Love when them  bullets  fly
Father I said I got a wicked soul
Said it's a freestyle

When the Draco spit we killin everything in sight
Empty the clip caught him lacking by surprise
Gun on my hip tip burns on my thigh
Nah I don't slip but

Lil tart on my sweetheart wiggle like jelly
Barack got a fly nigga movin' like a peli
Flamingo, fuck with the kid, R Kelly
Synths on the track, make it

Kay
Just woke up still fucked up
Top floor suite boutta roll up my blunt
180 the dash out of state with my ugh
My demons follow me girl, I can't run

back
Hope they stick by my side, just like a fanny pack
It's been some shit that's in my head, but I cannot get out
Even though this city dead, I'm still

You tryna get rich but still be inna hood thats a high goal
While I'm tryna get rich and get mom a home thats a fly goal
She tellin me these rumors but

Yeah that's great! Um, here, we need someone to get us here! Thousand bucks if you can."
By the way, I would buy the way if I could
Finding out, though,

how it used to be 

I know you still think about the night I held you, baby

And nah, don’t lie, I know you like it when I kiss on that pretty lil’ body

with somebody else, Dam
Fuck
I wish I had you back I fucked up for real
So now I’m sipping all this liquor by myself still
I ain’t perfect but that’s

an abnormal author
Perhaps an aging lil' guy
Still fly enough to supply a laugh, kill a lie
Sit down to write like taking dictation
So banging low hanging

anything for my guys, they don't even gotta wait
Yeah, I'm gonna pour them a plate, yeah
I ain't tryna talk to you, shawty, quit calling' my phone
Lil bitch