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I like talkin' shit but not behind your back
You a bitch and there ain't no fixin' that
Matter of fact I hear you talkin', we can max
I'm not lying,

Swear my whole team balling yeah
Might take the team to the MIA like we playing the Dolphins yeah
She say E Dub outta this world, she think I'm

Voice to high I had to change the way I’m saying things
Man I’m thinking what if I could slip and fade away
Too much thinking got me feeling like I’m

me)
Look, block her number she can’t even get a call back
Hit unfollow hoe don’t bother I’m on all that
Thought I could love her now I know that I was

sneaky
Cross me cut mark
I'm the stay over to the lay over longer
I'm the ultra to the extra stronger
I'm the schitzo to the psycho wronger
I'm the maniac

And immigration says 'Can we see your green card please?'
My rhymes never ricochet needless to say
I'm just like the word kill only minus the K
If you hear my track

She all up on me in the party tryina flirt
Got me feeling frisky got her makeup on my shirt
Creeping up her thigh now I'm lifting up her skirt
Take

cause they know I'm next
They be on my d*ck cause they know I'm sick
I stay on my sh*t I stay gettin' lit
That b*tch she so hit that b*tch she so lit
I

Ooohhh ooohhhh
I wonder why
I tell myself that I'm alright
Tattoos on my face they look at me like I'm a terrorist
No
Did time in the Pen 
Now 
They

want me (Fuck it)
But now it's my time
They see me counting up, yeah the bands they don't lie
VVS is buss down, shit is on ice
Yeah, now I'm so up, I

the bitch cook
I write on her like a book

I'm the boogeyman
Red black green
I'm the boogeyman
A nigga like me
I'm the boogeyman
Red black green
I'm

Yeah
This is something I uh 
Shit, well just listen

Ay 
I've been in the studio working for so long 
I forgot where the fuck I'm at 
I've been

that amount in my account
But it's still four a.m. and i got it jumping (Four a.m.)
Mamma say answer the phone you up to something
Man two demons on my

Chilling in the park I'm a rugrat
You a tattletale
I'm above that
Adding up in math
I can't subtract
Playing in the sand
Gimme me gimme me all my

the bed

Feels like I'm running races
But I'm stuck in the same place, it's
Building self hatred
I tell myself, "you'll make it," but I only see the same 8

gettin paper all day
Theres no fire in the booth I'm a bomb in this bitch
And I'm to high to drive I may die in this bitch
So come and ride wit me and get

Can I get your phone right now
No long talk, nah
When I pick up all the things I left behind me I'm in doubt
Was I manly to blame for the path we

Time seems to be against me
The days keep flying by
Romance running on empty
The lovers well's running dry
Got a lot of love to give
I'm a sensitive

mind so ain't no way that I'm flaking 
Getting colder on this grind, feel like a nigga ice skating 
This life is getting better, bad times Ima own it

when I saw him standing there
A twelve-point with some mighty fine hair
I'm gonna get me an elk
I'm gonna treat it so well
And give it a home
I'm so

it man I’m troubled troubled
She broke my heart but boys don’t cry no
Had me thinking bout my life bout my life oh
Heart in pieces Issa puzzle puzzle

I'm really in dese streets you cant employ me
Shoveling dirt on my name you cant destroy me
Nahhh
I grabed it out the mud I gotta story
Like balamore
Ma

flex 
Small team 
Big checks
Get green 
Go flex

I told them niggas I'm next up 
I'm tryna get a new Tesla 
Look at the checks I'm investing 
They

The faintest sounds of a heart beating in entropy are silent now 
My heart overflows; drowns my mind in the redness 
And the inward mutiny 

I'm