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haze by the ounce
Y'all always know a mothafucka gotta do it big
I'm snortin' blow I grab the choppa then I split your wig
Don't work from home I'm bout

1 - Rel 
Been feeling like a blind man walking 
I trip about problems like God can't stop em
But Peep into my life and see a man cry often tryna

I hop in the scat, you know I'ma drill him And I'm smokin' your pops while you makin' the triller
When I drop my ski, all you see is the Dreads I'm

for the 50’s
Stock ‘em and cop a Bentley
Bring the big wigs

I question what you’re here for,
Lets just grab life by the horns
Get ripped, ride hard

I'm living in pains, I'm emotionally stressed I'm emotionally downcast
I am so confused of all about life, and sometimes it will just come that
I

jotting lyrics to hoping to record
This was the simple life of a young man
Who had really big dreams but dumb plan
Yeah, was the simple life of a young man

a lot of y'all
Trying to disrespect a nigga
Talking about Guns
But aint man enough to pull the trigger
Look at my eyes
Right and then you just going

all the opps with this pape bitch it's genocidal
That feeling being broke and being laughed at
Bitch don't talk to me about my past cause I'm past that

face niggas say goodbye to the clowns
We coming with that 808 lightin up the streets
We cashing out big we don't need no receipts
I'm on this west coast

the city

Sorry if you the type for an Uber

What you heard about me girl is a rumor

Haters gonna hate

‘Cause you got the freaking number eight

And they

gonna be my year
Surrounded by people who wanna see me win
Shi we gon eat until that plate empty then eat again
Cuz I know bro gon step for me so ima step

trip
It's all about the paper Gang

GOD'S 9 Millimeter, LIVING WATER by the river come and get a liter
And everybody talking about they living fast but to GOD you're pee-on, 
I measure

Shout-out Berlin
If you can't name all the songs on my mixtape, then you ain't my mans

Think about it, we 2k's, we could start a riot, give you piece of mind

of your life that doesn't involve a rhyme

Why you saying all this to me
Don't you dare try to discourage me
I'ma work an eternity for this dream
I feel

Yeah
Yeah
They ain't ready bro

Bitch I did it by myself
And I did it with no help
I used to feel like nothings real
Then I got a bag and left
I made

fire like Charizard 
Big up all my bruddas who dunno where their fathers are 

You gave birth to me I bet they wish you murdered me 
I'm sorry for

(ooh)
She had qualms over Swarmz's live and forgot her man in an instant (ooh)
Why the fuck's your hubby in the back? 
Don't they know about social

always loved the states
That’s why I speak this type of way
The reasoning was never vague
Big screens all around the world
Everybody looks towards

nigga
Wanted hell of friends
Now I only want them
When they're all dead
With a blue strip
In a big bundle
With a clean shave
And a bald head

I'm

so that’s not an option
My head’s aching, from all of this faking
You must have mistaken my ranking
So I’m flanking from the side and I’ll catch you by

story

Don't ask how I'm doin' when you worried about money My flow is so godly, them demons behind me
See all this money, she hollin', you got me like

known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him

take no breaks
Yeah he gon shoot you in yo face
Keep more halos than an angel
I'm tryna get the bag ion care bout being famous
Jump inside the streets by