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remember this all I dream shit

But I followed through I made this a reality
I had to do this, my ultimate fatality
Worried my album would flop, no sanity

situation
Influenced by the streets (La calle)
No leach in my campaign
All my niggas eat, ay
When I rap, I speak in tongue
I don’t do it for the fun
Boutta

Awon Omoge wan wa miwwale
Bisi wan me wale
It’s because I told them I don’t want no more
Oh God
Oh God
Oh you please
I said I no go do am again
Here

I got a whip a be whipping that forgien 
Got a new bitch my old bitch was boring
Out town with my niggas we touring 
She be throwing shots but I

Lyrics -

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Some people try so hard, but they ain’t goin nowhere,.
Some people find their heart, by claimin that they don’t care,.
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Some people

to be the one. Give you everything you want
I've tried just to make you mine. But it's never enough
And I know, we could have been the best standing by

Feeling’d be better in a throne 
Oh!
Do you wanna roll?
Blowing off some smoke 
But I can’t help but float 
On the cloud erupting from my mouth
Blowing

But you didn't think about the pain
Cause one day your little boy is gonna gang bang

What you gonna do mamma
When number 2 turns his back on you
What

Ima do it by myself, fuck I need a nigga for
See his heart hurting, no he can't help to pour
Told shorty, "I get a call, then you know I'm out

treat you like queen so I guess Imma king
Stay by my side you can have anything

To be honest boo you can do better (yea)
That 'lil nigga ain't on your

drink brews
Every bitch comes in twos
Don't mix shit like pro tools
We smoke dope in the stu
You say you know me but I do not know you
Dynamic duo like

the field, I can hiss out the snakes
Sometime it's your people who give the most hate
But Either way I can get money the same

A nigga got sick
Had to change

too lit, we do this everyday
Niggas shush when they see a nigga face-to-face
I broke bread, they ain't never offered me a plate
Never folded on my

Homie

Young Thug

Homie

2017

Gangster bitch with me, she'll spank ya
Swear to God all I gotta do is point one finger
She'll close range ya, hah
Drinkin' 'Tussin', nigga slow it down

As for you true what do we do
Ill be in Metropolis singing midnight blues
I say why cry you were born to fly
Time stands still while we roll by
As for you

And every time I think it
It's another knife in my back
But what I mean by that
Is another freakin' panic attack
I love you
I promise
I would never be

Hey, I'm in hell with a chinchilla
I'm surrounded by some killers
I don't know what to do
I'm just tryna find my way
Just tryna make it through

We on some clique shit, you don't fuck with me and I don't fuck with you
Dat Philly shit, silly shit, but it ain't nothing new
Do they do it out west

by the time I been in the studio making songs
And self teaching myself how to do everything
I was Absent from help
But I kept my head in my laptop

blast and you know
That you really should run
(Yeah yeah yeah)
I don't know what to do anymore
I keep on getting played by these whores
I wish my heart

Gonna learn to do the work I don't want any hand outs
Gonna be honest I feel like I'm the fucking man now
A bit of a lie but a little bit true right now

'm oh-oh-oh-on 
Not til I'm on

Why

Cuz I hate my life
I could be sold to the money, for the riches and the gold, plenty bitches but that aint my price
And no I

crying about
Bitch is we gonna fuck or not
Whether I like or not
I'm caught up in his trap
Gucci sweaters cover up the holes in my back
But I can't do shit

all them other rap songs by them wackjobs
Words meaningless as that wax on, off, back on
I told these motherfuckers, good luck
Go ahead and roll