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heart shit remind you of John Q
Ion fuck w the pigs don’t want swan flu ( Fuck 12 )
And you got them fake niggas beside you
I’m tryna do show w my bros

the Cali line
If I can tug my jeans on and top the tank full of diesel
I can make it there just in time
She's probably tan
Diggin' toes in the sand
Makin'

a fuck we finna jump her
I call my choppa' Stephen Curry 'cause it got a crazy jumper
I'm tryna make it out the mud with my day ones fuck all others
Took

my
Nigga don't you mess around
Switch make that Glock to a M60
That shit get kept around
Came in home off them drugs
Mama running out of love
I ain't

ain't over till she sings
Well fuck it I'm bout to
Flip it around to
All you motherfuckers who's hatin' and doubt you
I ain't worried bout you
Cause I'ma

her heart when shes dealing with these dudes
She said she don't fuck with dudes but these bitches foul too
Rapping is a skill talents sharing her

Too long or too fast, gotta spend lots of cash
Break fast, brakes then mash, gotta make it on time

[Imani/Citizen Strange]
Rush, through my veins I can

her magic make that milly rock
Wait a minute let's really chop. No converses bout a enemy
Tighten up converses make you miss me like a memory 
I go

make a decision, I can't even decide
Might go up to heaven ill see you on the other side
By your side
By your side
By your side
By your side
Girl I see

you girl
Even got the stars to spell your name
If you broke my heart i'd feel great
Life been living hell for me but you'd be worth the pain
Day by day

more
Dripping sauce I'm hot hoe
Them niggas I'm not those
Trapper of the year wit mad flows
Treesh ya bitch mad cold
Have her turning tricks for bags

clowns and their feelings
I could take a quarter, I could make that shit triple
Motivated by the money, give a fuck about them bitches

Free my niggas

of the molly got the gas tasting just like mango
Yeah I'm in safari
Vlone South Africa got signed by Bari
Codeine I'm takin that straight to my heart
Yeah I'm

told him about his ho
Somebody must have told him that I had her by the throat
Pussy straight water
Like I had her on a boat
If I said it, then I said

shouldn't have came crazy
Now my niggas gone ball like they Trace Mcgrady
Girl you took out my heart stomped it all on the pavement
Smoke a ounce by the day

give up
Ima steal ya heart bitch this is a stick up
I can't leave the streets I can put the sticks up
The way I dick ya down bitch it make you sick huh?

GARÇONS, but with a broken heart
Tote a tool like it's autozone, rage turned me to a shark
They left me all alone, EightBallD, I rep the dark
I go by eight

Hoping out wit twin glocks
Spin da the block I'm shoot till your heart stop
Yeah my choppa get to sing different melodies
Walk him down top shotta like NLE

hearts but you could still get bucked
I make music for the soul you listen when shit is tough
I grew up with two young kings
We all got mommy problems
His

runnin' down...
Hear the crowd, gettin' loud.
I'm consumed by the sound
Is it her?
Is it love?
Can the music ever be enough?
Gotta work it out, gonna work

since you left, girl I mean that
If you're listening

I put my hands up, I got my bands up
I tried to make it without you, I couldn't stand her
Lost in

lonely and I just need you here chilling right by my side
You are my medicine everything I ever wanted baby I can not lie
I just love to look in your eyes

whipped, then that's not you
That's not me, that's not true
Wait, I'm confused (woo)
I know what yo say when we see a nice girl
And you can't let her walk by

on a Friday
Honeys comin, walkin, movin, crusin past my way
Pretty girl, steppin in my direction
Excuse me Miss, can we make a connection
Caught by your walk,