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[Chorus]
People, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
Everybody, get ready for the heartbeat props
(Heartbeat props!)
We're gonna

be the trigger that let one go off the face of the beretta
I'm young and black in a classic American muscle
Don't come at me talking about Jetta, aye!!

they find money like D.B.S
No blame them ooo
Nowadays church get P.O.S
Wait . If I no get faith
By now I for don go broke
So many things are left
In this

Bitch come on
I ain't playing with you bitches
I don't even play my PS4
Hoes be hating but you already know how that goes
Just gone keep stacking my paper

We on y'all ass, tell them fuckin crackers to Free Iraq too
You know how the fuck we coming
Young brew on they ass On God
2021 I was laying back but

nothin'
You see, it's not the life that you used to
And now you see it feel like blessings come every blue moon
And everybody talkin' 'bout the shit that

on top of the Guinness
A young spitter with a college degree
Everybody know the boy gon' be winning
My momma hate it but she gotta agree
I just been

your history, stay in your lane
(likkle man)
Live by old school code from day
Don't fuck with everybody 'cuh that's
How you get AIDS (mad ting)
You see

The Glock in the Versace belt
SE gang, fuck everybody else
Caught him by himself
The chopper made his body melt
A fifth of vodka on the shelf
Smokin' Cali it

no rules

Club controller I got everybody moving
Invite a camera man to shoot some movies
Everyday it's de sound it is loud
It is deep deeper dan

We keep them drummies on that dumb shit
We keep them drummies on that dumb shit
My niggas sippin bo and snortin just for fun bitch
Yeah, me, I

lackin' in the trash, shit
Huh, he had that, huh, he got that
He thought he was big and bad until he fuckin' did that
Enough about the talking everybody

rage, but I'm protected by what they can't see
Seen niggas lost in a haze
They couldn't manage, I won't dare repeat
Got to stay sharp like a blade
Keep

Gilbert Arenas
Ain't been to Wendy's since they took the 4 for 4 off the menu
High school I used to take my daddy 44
Baylife no lacking shit I remember
Come

was young
Never been the type to sit in the corner and bite my tongue
I got a lot to say that's always stuck on my mind
Stay on my grind while I'm

Intro)
Uhh no
I heard your lies I stuck by your side
I’m hear to make you feel happy (Aye Ross sauce it up)
Don’t push me away 
I’m here to stay I

that imma keep going
Yatch out in Cabo i wanna see 8 figures floating
Everybody round me they be knowing

I swear if the money keep coming in like this
I

issued by the government
When it comes to music yo I'm celibate
Cuz i a'int really fucking around
Cuz every time a brother up the government put him down

Who Could It Be

Z-Ro

My Favorite Mixtape

2009

ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk

funny
But when it all appears then they wanna be buddies
Swear you can only get rich by being lucky
I just wanna send my parents somewhere hot and sunny

MAC-11
I'm a young thug like I'm Jeffery
Fuck on a bitch and her girlfriend
Money be makin' the world spin
Bitch this is a shakedown
Nobody don't make

pain, my gain
my love, my hate, 
It all comes back to same place, hey wait, my fate isn't gonna be decided
By another mans ways, i'm in control of my damn

Lunch Time Cypher

Hopsin

Knock Madness

2013

bitch and fuck ya life up
I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up
Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from?

I spend a long time

Good Time

Youth Group

The Night Is Ours

Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can