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with a busty tits and butt
Kinda fussy but has guts, to get paid by busting nuts
I know you all bitches need an income to live
But bitch you really think

Living the good life
Early retirement
But something's wrong, something follows me around yeah
Blue waffles

How do you call a bitch by her first name when

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When they ask me how I got to where I got
Carpe diem
I'm lightin' off the rounds quick
And they like the way it sounds
So I sell it by the pound,

But we elevated fresh outta high school we graduated and made it 
And now we new to the game and yeah we gon slay it 
Grab it by the neck got em on my

about this fucking life she doesn't know the streets
Why you always fucking fronting hoe?
When you just a fucking nothing hoe
Try to test me I ain't

The kid coming up, they asking how the fuck he does it
I'm smashing on the gas, got the cash Forrest Gumpin'
I just hit the plug, he sell it cheaper by

She know i'm a steppa 
And how I be rude 
And how I be rude 

Always collected 
I gotta stay cool 
Don't come in my section
Don't play by the rules

that says for clearance see, 
I rather be up in my bag than be in the streets 
Comin where I'm from was a sight to see, 
Life was a movie shot in focus

still vividly remember how we met 
Baby you my cheese and I'm your rat That's the only thing i said and i was taken by your smile
To hell and back for you

without Him?
Maybe cheat  
Maybe belong to streets without Him
Confessing my sins 
While these drums are pounding
He said forget about it
I thought I had

that I used to do
And all the people that I used to Use
The loved ones,
I mentally abused and bruised
KARMA'S got me now but got Dammit, I'm bruised by

learned Hip-Hop got the power to educate the streets
But thirty years later ain't shit changed
That's what I'm afraid, what if the people never listen for

it all by 45

But what I don't get is
Lungs functioning but I'm breathless
I removed death from my checklist
Wanna change the world can't be reckless

si boame err
Mi nni obiaa, wo de3 boame errr
Mabr3 Paa wo de3 boame err 2X

2ND VERSE (SINGING)

Zina by his grace, that we are Alive
The street we are

of me
Life on the line, my back against the wall
The good don't last forever so I'm bracing for the fall
Will you be with me, when it's time to risk it

the stress the unrest the test the emotional wrecks before my first ex
That street was our world
When it came to our worries they were so much less I'd sell my

And stick up boys and they standing by there ride.
They pushing Benz, and Beams, Dodges, and Chargers.
The O.K. Corral in In The Hood and Roy Rogers.
I knew

sick I buy some purple weed
As I lurk the streets the Chevy hit the perfect speed 
You gon prolly need a couple Gs to get a verse from Me

Money it don’t

on me 
& I will not crash 
No I will not crash 
Workin my way through these back streets 
Yeah I need you now
Hit your phone up tell you where to meet

moving you look like you belong to the streets
You told me that’s all me im your only man
After me 3 n*ggas and a onlyfans
It’s only been a few months You

on
Give me the beat I'm about to kill all these fuckin' cops
They've been tripping shooting niggas down in the street 
Never judge a book by his cover

living like this boy you cant lack 
Driving foreigns in the back I got two straps
If I see him drop him by the street lamp
Momma said if I want it I cant

me regret
Social Anxiety is just who I met
I don't have a choice it's just the life that I get

I put on the noose
My feet leave the ground
Now that I

the streets, everybody know i kill these beats
Yeah brotha died, he was real fly, know he in da sky
I miss him every day that goes by
Keep my head up, gotta get