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Everything I ever wanted near and dear keep it by me
Try to keep up I kick it into high speed
Try to reach uh get crossed I'll drop 3
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get goin. Alone. No Jericho. Let it go, n go on home. What more do you want, just go on home, so greedy  {background}

(Ending Hook) (0:31 - 0:46)
In my

they some thirsty hoes

Jumpin on the next track, on the next wave

I been money hungry n***a, since them checks came

U been hoe hungry n***a, lil sex

hearts
Like drunk bitches in a pool party
I'm a huge artist, but I moved on the low
Y'all are making noise, by none of you cold
They want to impress, their

emotion
Heartless around these bitches leaving they lil hearts hurting
That's the past me moving forward I'm only healing
Treasuring the good times

I'm selling to you keep it on the low mother fucker
I be that blu cheez
South side of New Jersey
If you got a problem well
Lil bitch you best not at me

on the low tho don't be social tryna add me (Naw)
Cuz I'm at yo friend next baby don't be mad please (Ok)
Imma get that ass too and yo sister ass 3
Then call

fallin off october leaves Flip it around you know the name lil bitch I go by Cola D
You heard of mixtape weezy Well this mixtape cola
It's time to get it

That you don't get laid
By the flying strays
Duck season lil' homie
Hit the highway
Gold trippin' got that chain
Swingin' both ways
Anneh Syze
Do it like

Move like the presi so low key, rockstar life get no sleep
Go so crazy on the microphone, no d wade spit straight heat
On my drake shit I'm so far gone,

rappers might end up in prison
I stay rocking a fit low key
Blow weed lil shordy wanna get to know me
Oh me oh my I be puffin OG
Lil shordy finna get it

it while it's good

Doing what you gotta just to get up out the hood

Cuz where I come from ( that's Lil Haiti nigga )

Niggas dying left to right (

the most

My big lil' homie snuck in with the toast
I'm not the type that'll brag nor boast
But me and my homies gettin' money on the low
When you workin',

the low
Yea thats a fact
How i hit that hoe from the back
She had a heart attack
Dont diss me lil n***a
I'll show you sweet
Trick or treat
Rice crispy treat

by a slag, how you say you know me but we never go back (gang)
Wooski hungry cuz he smoking they pack (pack)
Shit get litty once they copy the swag

negative height (why?)
No time for no life, it's time for low life
Appetite rises, ending your life by saying food's mine
Feel like a crisis, as if the end

that life's a gamble, gotta roll the dice and get some movement
Finally better by myself, lil shordy calling and I said

I, don't wanna see your ass

Back from the LAnd
I am the man
With a million dollar plan
Say lil shorty
You see my life
Tired of eating
Ramon noodles
With some rice
I been so low

Can't get me no sleep I need loot oh yeah
Swear I ain't come with no truce no cap
From them hoopties to whips with no roof hot damn
Like closing time

lacking pop him, call him a door cause we knocked him
Out of my face nigga ugly, I'm tryna get money lil nigga you not real you just funny
Weather so low

on the dick to the ball to the hands
Fucked up so hard, ripped a hole through the pants
This ain't it all, watch a bitch get murked outside

By drivin' tracks

low
Blew up on a track, finally I'm making racks
Told my mamma I'ma go buy her a whole new stash
Gang gang, bitch, now I'm on yo ass
Better make a move

the memories baby they fading
I ain't influenced by instagram pages
You kept it true I can never repay it
On the same track it's just two different paces
Do not

(Drum Dummie)
(DJ Swift on the track)
There it go, turn up
Kilo Lit
Living by the street code, yeah that's 'side the G-Code
Go outside you keep