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want to hear em
I just want to get the treat
Like trick or treat
People saying fuck 12
Hear the bell
All these people want to go and get hotels
Go

them sirens
I was masked up and looking for violence
All it ever takes is timing
Got the power like I work as a lineman
Ty guns I'm the pilot
Know they

complexion with them subtle eyes
Spread wide no wonder I get mesmerized
Jeans painted on looking like they airbrushed
One touch made me want ya up in handcuffs

Shitting on ni***s got the bubble guts
Pour 1k in my double cup
Swiss cheese barrel screw the muzzle up
Pump make'em jump like it's double Dutch 
I could

Been in a drought

Aye

All these smiles on my faces
Im making em' pout
Y'all niggas be on that simp shit
Y'all niggas don't be pimpin'

I just be out

still smell it on me 
Come right now, girl you know I'm getting lonely 
Tryna make you mine, girl you're more than just the homie 
I don't play sports,

Ain't no flexin needed
I know how real I keep it 
Leavin mothafuckas leakin when I catch 'em creepin
Light the block up like a beacon every missile

They say your attitude determines your latitude
Well I'm high as a motherfucker fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate but

(I'm gunna love you down
I wanna love you down)

See em everyday and they don't hold it down 
Like you do no ou
(No ou)
Everyday we spend apart it's

to give your body what it please
Learning how to be the man of your dreams
Making you my number one priority
Ain’t
No more of me
They don’t make em like

concentrate
To where my paper's never late
Got all these bitches tryna mate
I’ll never take 'em on a date
Music we make, I be rollin' to
Got me feelin' like

Why these niggaz wanna try my patience 
Leave'em in the ER Now they patients 
Shit gone get flagrant if I don't get payment
Time is the money so where

fanmi fake friend
Yon paket fake best friend
Neg kap relem frè but they still trynna f**k my girlfriend damn
You my family why u had to do me like that

be all face 
Young nigga from trenches got it the hard way 
I Don't want a hand out I like shit be all me 
Imma make all my old b******* salty 
Buy my

Hit the stage and Make'em sing like en vogue tho
Asian bae looking like miss info
I'm caught up working with nymphos
So Keep your lips closed
Steppin'

Yea killed’em with a pebble
Third eye open now they call your girl a rebel
Yall niggas plastic
Im something like a metal
I’ll bury these niggas just

they don't make cars
But it's close to where you see the stars for 6 months out of the year
Oh Cleveland that's the town
If you wanna get dirty if you

learn you'll never gone be
Still wanna tweak
I'll do sum dat'll make you tweak
Ya you was one of the guys
An you still one of the guys
Like 2 Pac said

been
I don’t regret a thang thinking what I shoulda did
Cause I believe everything happens for a reason
These haters come and go like a new season
Here’s

some issues, like he pull that pistol?
He could've fought my nigga
Like why the bullet hit him?
Now his mama miss em
That shit is wicked, gaining wisdom

The shit we do
The type of the shit they fantasize
She wanna play wit the beachball
Now winner gone take all
Shit get tense like a nigga in the playoffs
I

the pope had you arrested I would storm the Vatican  
If you want to meet for a day than I'm down 
I'll make that day a week you'll be lost and found
When

em oil spills
Ain't like these cats, they dying on Hill's
To think we foes but can't afford real
Blow a bag at Saks off Instagram reels
Can't cut no

of it
Face all my problems, I'm gonna solve 'em
Shifting the gears but I'm never stalling
Keeping it dope, 22 years and I spin like a pro
Trynna put