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and i'm laughing
Looking around like damn what is my status?
Am I alone? Or a wolf in pack?
Where is my home? I don't know just a Vaga
Sleep on the plane

to problems I was scared to face
Not a single soul would see the struggles had faced
All the secrets I've been told I'd take 'em to the grave
To this day it

for me
To get back on beats and go stupidly
But the shit that I say you can't dumb down
Now I'm looking like "really who dumb now?"
Gotta man down 'em

like a pot on a stove 

Do me a feature or whip me a bowl 
Either damn way ima get me some mo 
I see these bitches they wanting to fuck 
Pour em some

know
You looking at me but can’t judge me by what you see
It’s a lot on mind I’m running outta time
I Can’t let these niggas catch up to me
Feel I’m

when I fuck it up walk it out I ain't finna lie
I'm liking what I see, you staring back so I know you liking me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Check yo ego

the top cat
You can never top that
Riding with the top back
Chick give me top hat
Tell me how cop that
Tell me where you shop at
Shawty you are not that Hey

be doing right things
Riding round the town with my gang
Never trip on the maze
Looking back at what was said
They won't even try to talk in my face

the top cat
You can never top that
Riding with the top back
Chick give me top hat
Tell me how cop that
Tell me where you shop at
Shawty you are not that Hey

text that my granny past I swear all night I cried
I swear all night I cried
But I look up in the sky, she looking down I know she got my back
My fingers

You no see politicians wey dey use am weapon
Me I'm just looking for ladder wey person wey run em race dey go step on

I'm just
I'm just tryna make ends

the engine
I got the needle at the bottom and they still couldn’t catch me
Now watch me snatch back on the throttle
And leave Em looking and guessing
Uh

ain't hard to get this ain't a back itch
Do yo dirt by yo self
If you don't I pray they don't tell
I'm the type to pray you don't fail
I'm the type

cut you n***** off
into little cube shapes
then drink it down
with red wine at the night 
looking at the skyline airplane passing by
more like russian

I said excuse me
I don't do this type of thing usually
Don't always give it up this loosely

You said, I can't explain
But baby by the way that you

luxury, tell little man his sister likes what she sees, I’m just hoping he don’t get a new nephew or niece by the end of the week so it’s back to this

Roy Roy MaMa On That Shit Again

Eye'm Looking up to the realist
JB!
Debow!
Lil Darrel To be Exact!
Debbie Lee its a WRAP!
Wake em' up cause they

The Booze Cruise

Blackjack Billy

Top Country Party Hits, Vol. 1

Old boy Goose bought a new pontoon
Roll out now, hit the lake by noon
You bring the drinks and I'll crank the tunes
Get some hot sun
Jeep full

a beast still praying to the east
Not even a man is what I'm saying to you peeps
Bought by Amerikkkans Southern Maryland  
Tobacco plantation more cash than

not in my zone
I fly by look they they out of control look nobody home
Me nobody can hold on the next case
My lawyers make moves while the crew go out

Walk over all innocent, Betty boop
But then the volume increases by decibels
Look over my shoulder behind me to see the spectacle
My bed is vigilant I

a vacancy
She could smell da dope wit my cologne
Her favorite Fragrancey
Cross my heart & shoot me in my dome
Before they play wit me
By any means I gatta

is he
Who called me into
His circle
And I'm the branch
He is the vine
Says my holy bible
I'll keep on
Moving forward
Never Looking back
No retreat no

know I'm with the gang I told the hoe to bring her sister 
Blowing woods by the pool I see two hoes kissing 
I'll never take a shroom but Milagros got me