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moves
And I said that imma shine when you said I would lose
Didn’t do it by myself and I don’t have to choose
Got my team like the Rangers, Ivan Ooze

the same age but I be stacking that dinero

Back talk, I don't need to hear it out of your face
Can't talk, you ain't got a quarter of what I make
Big coin,

that once
When I'm rolling with my jets on, the trees know gust
Blowing leaves when I ride like
The bees on my side chasing me
Let the time fly by when

The only thing scare me is video clips
NWBB gon give me the hit
Tagging the bros so they know who I'm with
I'm tryna lead by example while everybody
Wanna

I saw you in the back of my show last night
Standing underneath the exit sign
I know it wasn't really you though (Ant Chamberlain that's a hundred

trust me
Gave you plenty reasons why you wouldn't
Wrap sheet long as sideburns still moving foolish
Baby, baby, baby always followed by excuses
Still

Fucking up back seat
Make her thing cry
Have her saying
Mhm Mhm Mhm Mhm
So good
You gone want this everyday
Swear you wouldn't wanna
Have it anyway
Broken

hurling up sauce and drip
Walk down that kid cuz I heard he was talking shit, aye
Yuh
Want a chopper no glock by the hip like a copper
White chalk round

in disarray
You want pussy over paper, something loose or scattered in your brain
I lost the topic back to what I'm saying
You can't rush the process

the windows blue tinted
Inside Balmain, Giuseppe, and Louis linen
When I hit the town you know I always gotta slide
Anytime name the place I'm right there by

me feeling flyer than new jays
You know the enemy too fake
Watching my back for the ones that be two faced
You trynna stop me it’s too late
I fell in

Dirty Dan
Tryna get sponsored by Dior
Needa put me in a ad
Everybody pitch in on ideas
Fold it, put it in a hat
Ima make it hard for them to hate me
Cuz

Ian wanna win
When I was broke she used laugh
Bih I got turned down by yo friend
So I'm finna make it out here
No return bih nah Ian coming back
I won't

never going back
Ice cream cones and calzones
I'm living like a Mack, driven like a Lack
Get some this and that and mix it with some yak
Get to chit

you killed for by the morn' boy
I got bread on me like the doughboy (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Like the dopeboy
When I move on baby girl we'll never make up

to make a home
And a spouse to call her own
Foldin clothes hopin ima hold her down
I'm on the road
Turnin solids into gold promises I made back in 09,

Mind full of thoughts that'll pass the day
And Rest In Peace all the niggas that done passed away
Ain't too many of us left, Imma ball by myself,

of finer things
Hanging on by a string
Wish I could show you the size of the ring
That I picked out way back when
So wet
Had to Dive in again
I don't know

would've thought, years go by, yeah, money get tighter
Yeah, she working two jobs, yeah, cause she is a fighter
2019 should've pulled the rope tighter

"What would 2Pac say 'bout 'New Black?'"
He'd be probably tripping on how these pigs gun us down and be like
"Fuck that shit" and shoot back
Nigga it's

Cypher my code
And tell me what damages
Labels are savages picking up money
Recycle the artists
Who always got money
I'm standing by artists
Who need that

mother fucker on the school bus
Spidey senses got a nigga head on a spiral
I dont trust the wall my backs against its survival of the fittest but
Watch

money
Sometimes I go dumb for that money, feel like I don't come for that money
Man, I feel like Atje Donny, because I clap for Donny

I'm not signed by

something, get bitchsmacked
And bitches gone smack me, 'cause I don't take no shit back

The greatest
(As we proceed)
America the greatest
(To give you what