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sorry if I wasn’t already pissed, miss
Me with that bull shit don’t diss me come,
Kick it an cool it come sun kiss me, what,
You expect me to roll around

the choppa now you really got aim
Miss my nigga I been goin insane so I calm down
Niggas goin down
If you ever did me wrong you gon feel it the worst but ima

(whoa, no) (yeah)
Damn I'm so choosy
We make the movie shoot, aye (ooh)
We need the Uzi loot (yeah)
Yeah I go stupid bitch (stupid)
Groovy like Q lil bitch

They gone assume Imma suit up wit armor
Don’t bring me news cause we shoot at reporters
Dutch full of flowers I keep that shit floral
That shit talk

your honor , I don't know nothin' 

& if I'm lyin' , I swear that I wasn't 

Better shoot , not miss when you see him 

& they won't miss , he won't come

like a grandma
She look at my watch, she ain't checking the hour
If you live by your hammer, you die by your hammer
Got a new ticket, they caught me

Through  
Birds by the flocc and you know They wanna get loose 
So ima pop the top and let it do What it do 
Fucc all the talk, You can miss Me with

go to parties but I'm not coileray
Stuck in my zone I can never lack
Mama should me how to use a weapon
So I know how to shoot it back
Going to school

know you're on your way out
Take a chance fore they shoot you" i know
This haunting feeling I'm getting
Is making me nauseous i can feel it
The pain

VVS's on my necklace, I pop out to the club, I'm rocking this fly shit (fly shit)
Throwing hundreds and them fifties, the gang with me, we is not

know you're on your way out
Take a chance fore they shoot you" i know
This haunting feeling I'm getting
Is making me nauseous i can feel it
The pain

but he calls me Pharma
Swing by Doja's, get lit like Madonna
Spitting up bars like a Minecraft llama
Me and my girls in the club make it groovy
To get

Illiodic Shines

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

a black and blue from the trouble at
I stash ones, shoot a legal guns family
Who on the run, did the felony counts, and murder one
A hustle, niggas livin

wanted to ride it
Hopped on the beat, your bitch hopped on my dick
Pretty motherfucker making these hits
Silencer on when I shoot I don't miss
Steph Curry,

fate, put my life on the line
Soul in my music, gun in my hand, finger on the trigger
God telling me not to shoot it on a nigga that must be stupid
Trying

Mind On Tha Prize [original]

Jai Blizz

Blackout

2017

ain't tryna make it by

Half these cat's can't even see me, and they ain't even blind
Know ima be a mogul and I ain't even signed
Sayin I ain't gone

plate
Controlling my fate, put my life on the line
Soul in my music, gun in my hand, finger on the trigger
God telling me not to shoot it on a nigga

mount a title weh mi name in
Mount a riffle weh me aiming, from me shoot me mek it count (ayy)
Dem say me changing, who did deh when it raining?
Man

dick
Sending these rappers straight to the abyss
When I shoot I don’t miss
Don’t throw a fit
Stacking up pennies
No ice on my wrist
Fed up with school

Devy , pick up the phone
Let me tell you where I'm from
I'm from a city where you gotta keep a gun
You love your mama so don't let her lose a son

beat
Made By this Glock sound
Nigga, you ain't fooling me
Nigga came through, you ain't bust your gun
Lil' nigga, you ain't cool with me
You ain’t stood

raised me
Smoking under a palm tree been there since I was 3
Stuck here for so long got a homie on every street
It's a small world traffic jams ruins my

Uptown 4 Life

U.N.L.V.

Uptown 4 Life

necklace, the rhyme specialists
Sportier than the sport itself, droppin' these bustas like flies, I despise
As I shoot ya down look me in my eyes,
AND YOU

(What are you going to sing, Miss LaVon?)
(Singing in the rain)
(Singing in the rain)
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes,