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First Take Shit
Last Track Shit
I been moving with so many different options
Tapes in the office, I wonder should I drop'em
Kickin' shit I'm on my

you baby I don't need it I can thug it out
Move the pack throughout the east even though it's from the south
Tryna track me in me that field won't let

Chasin after the high powered dollar
My nigga cash rules
Go get yo cashues
An make it stack fool
Now you maxing, paper stackin
Fake ones start subtractin

drzemie
I ya man fiesta rastafaris
Ey yuh beila selecta lets get down da babilon
Nie ma tego złego co by na dobre nie wyszło
W kooperacji razem zmienimy

figures aint nothing you can say to me

VERSE 2

My ni$$a said chyllz stop playin it safe
I go so hard like there aint no breaks
Bump this track like an 808

this beat
Do like me I do dirty then Cover My tracks till niggas say I'm clean
But I'm not even Proud of things I did in the Past
Niggas asked a feature

as the Golden gate bridge
Once we inebriated
We go and raid us a fridge to get some
Yo Mann, shout-out to
A-Dawg, Smokin' Monkey, Kilo Foxtrot
The whole Mt. Tom

til 10 o'clock
Just to get the bay filled on the clock
Hating the people that leave them in the middle of the parking lot
If work's an addiction
Yo call

the lean at?
I need to relax, where the bean at 
I need to go chill where the scene at
Cause the way I'm thinking won't let this money stack
This a money

number
Imma sweep you off your feet lets rock and rumble

Shake that booty in the club just twerk and tumble
If you wanna be rich just work and hustle
I

Backwoods in this bitch man
Young illionaire in the building sir
Yo, boy y'all know the fuck going on
You know they do
It's dat boy Pella daGoat
4Evr

them niggas you play like that, you won't make it far
I don't do no cash cars, I like drivin' fast cars
Get inside that track and phew, drive that bitch

I just keep moving. Middle finger to the po-po, inches go
Yo, I did it by the low load and bring it back. Double up, triple that

My favorite rapper

Yo it's happening baby
We're on the air
First time
Lets go
Balls in my court
Get up and get it
I know my worth
It's more than 0 and less than

every step still breakin' eggs
Waits by the ledge stiff craning neck
Won't break a sweat when feigning depth
Takes 5 friends to the aphid nest
Save thy

Ayyyyyyyeeeeeee Mugz you just did a whole EP I'm afraid you gonna have to take a back seat and let Scrapp D take this one Cuzzzzzz
Whoa - I'm back

yeah, I thought he was a koopa
Yeah, I thought he was a troopa
And by the way, he let the bricks go
Yeah, I know he not a hooper
But I'm hittin' every

Yo, why can't I ignore The things I've never seen but known as happened before
My mind's trapped in a lore but I'm always asking for more
Three

You don't wanna see me in the motherfuckin' booth
You already know how I motherfuckin' do
So just let me go ahead and get motherfuckin' to it
Young

the keys
My dumb ass forgot the tab, I gotta get that bitch from Z
Bullets stop a nigga whip like he was flicked by the police
Lean the choppa  to the right

On ma left rear view, fine on ma head light
Head right, BawZ, yo mi dead right
Give the mic and let me fayalight
Props drop on me one time
One mind
Like

feelings on the mic got me feeling like Ne-Yo
Excuse my pain I feel like I wasn't made the same
I make a sad song seem like every single day
I know how

weigh me down and I need to let 'em go
I saw my family implode an eternity ago
At least I seen my mom since Muripo
I just need a rest, lost my mind

Hey, yo, Wavy, where you at, nigga
Yeah, mm, baby, it's what it is, yeah, mm, baby, it's what it is, yeah
Told you I'ma get the bag, let's see if we