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make a sound
I know these niggas feel now
And bitch you know my side
You get hit with 9 leave yo mama crying
Shots fired, still up onnat shit
So don’t

still got a child I don't get to see
But continue to feed her cause that's my seed
I almost snapped cause I really stopped rapping
I aint think the people

the beloved  whom you accompanied.
    3. I am like a un person chased by a hyena..
    4. He survived and doesn't even trust his son anymore.
    5. Like

Ruthless

Lil Tjay

True 2 Myself

2019

started getting too close
So I stay with my guys that been by my side
'Cause I know they gon' ride 'til the car can't drive

New drip, had to pick up

as I left the pharmacist
Weed behind the fuel door you can picture me rolling
Whip this shit like a rental my Mazda they thought I stole it
Future still

to kill ya, when ya on top they tryin to still ya
Surrounded by playa haters, how you gonna make a million?
Own boys be tryin' to take ya spot, you think

stressin’
About a girl who kept me second guessing
Now I’m free from her like a dispossession
Don’t gotta drown in this darkness depression
You still been

chapels, Some may have sixteen,
Some may have twenty-four,
Wrote it dirty, spit it clean,
I'm a astro-glide in this realm
My life is on film,
Where I'm from,

if we do it's never longer than a minute
For the first time, I was with a girl that really felt me but I ain't feel nun
It ain't her fault, I'm feeling

hit her beeper
I can feel it in my soul like an ASICS sneaker
Every time I grace the stage, they turn and face the speaker
That's wordplay
Hands get

now Im run errands for no reason
Everywhere I go I'm reppin westside four fingers
If you don't want her choosin up nigga don't bring her
Pretty girls

when I finally met me a nice chick was priceless I text her everyday yo around 11 she KO it's 4:25 ish and a Surfer still up writing something extremely

The Mega Million hit a billion dollars this past week
I think I got a little confessing to do
Don't worry, I ain't win it
I'm still broke like you

My youngin still pour up that four
But they turned on me just likes sum snakes it was cold
Bro how you gone do me like that
Yeah I’ll take off your

but I don't wanna be 'round
Be 'round (yeah)
Slide away from the void but still a prescence surrounds
And now (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna see you,

For a whole month
Niggas still tryna sell them
What they don’t want
I run around higher than the age rate
Big 9s on my side never aim straight
100 grams

attention like
Four in the morning, door swung in suspension
With Seth on her breath It was setting the tension
Your makeup's a mess while I'm asking you

when I feel played?
& how you think I’m suppose to talk, when I feel betrayed? 
It was 4 months Since I lost momma, you threw shit in my face 
Goin threw

cock, so I went to go get slopped 
Cut her up and put her in a big box 
Still wanna get top, so i just cut her head off, and you know that I had to make

lost it all
Bounce back stand tall
Real ones don't talk
This game on lock by me
Why don't you go and see

Uhh; Yeah
Say less, do more
Grind like its

enemies
That's your fate, but you still couldn't see
So I'm pulling the strings
To fulfill a vendetta
Break me apart
But I keep it together
Abandoned by

how I'm cummin told that hoe to bring me her face (yeah)
Sixteen I used to trap off an iPad
Young boss nigga baggin bitches in iMax
They gassin em up

send a bolt u feel that thunder yet?/ 6’4” 220 not the one to flex/ but I pull up push up dip n run the steps/ yeeah baby u gone to November/ word to pun

yo' legs, bitch, I'm talkin' bout yo' bro
Said they ran me out the city, I'm still thuggin' in that four
Man it's so hard to slow my roll
But them