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And I got the red walk 'cause the beam look neat
Run the bag up, I'ma get the bands up
By the four-fifth tuck and the Glizz got a beam
Gotta live once,

Brrrt, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Hahaha griselda
Grr, Griselda, man, GxFR griselda

Live from motherfuckin' East Side
Buffalo, New York,

like this
Keep a 30 round drum if ya man try sum
He a bum now he got no lungs
Heart so cold never need no tums
The bitch like gold but the bitch get nun

truly save black lives
Gotta act like a good kid cuz I looked white
All the problems I had and I replied with I’m fine
Being told you were retarded

Shawty said she mad
I don't really give a fuck
Watch us dash like some drift phonk
Do you think i care?
I'm on a beat made by hxntai!
Fuck your whole life

derailed by the details
All about my cashflow let em know I'll prevail
I've been on a mission, Hungry yah I got ambition
My vendetta to be better than any

homies a Whether B
Fred Dogg S P double E D Y cause that's my type of guy
DeWalt Evans and BigJ Ski into the muthafuckin job done by my boy Joe
B
Seaten

about the bad times
Man that was last night
Feel the beat and flash
Your yellow teeth by the black light
Suck down a strong drink
Make out with a swamp

not fail like Lehmann in Paris -
The trophy is there and ima get it by any means,
Even if it will take years to wash sins away
For that - I’ll say fuck

and I'm wanting mo
The teller know me by my name I ain't fronting hoe
My numbers goin' up no nobody harder
I'm ending my night in somebody's daughter
You

Killing it sound like a oozie
Dope is you dealing get hit in your cuji
Scheming by taking your room keys
She down cause your chick is a groupie
Ever been

them niggas then I really was convinced
That I'd rather be surrounded by my dogs like I'm Vick
But fuck it, I was young so you couldn't tell me shit
Bro

Niggaz bounce back, niggaz bounce back

Yo, this is how we do it, I keep that thang moving 
Sixtyone keys in the crib, baby here's your music 
You hear

Niggaz bounce back, niggaz bounce back

Yo, this is how we do it, I keep that thang moving 
Sixtyone keys in the crib, baby here's your music 
You hear

to pretend
And I got God on my side
Gave His life for the guy
Imma live with the Lord
Satan trying to take what I build, and destroy
Still a trill n- on my

I don't wanna hear that shit tonight, leave me alone
Asking me where I been, girl I'm grown
I think you need new friends and time alone
Want to live

shit, pistol whip you to the mouth
If you want the smoke, you know where I live
No you can't hang, bitch, fuck up out my crib
Man I saw y'all
All black

aint cant help it, product of my habitat
Turn on the TV, say they watching where, Im at
Staying strategic, with procedures, in all black
Red, green,

on seen, change the scene, then they crawl back
R&b busting sweet, this ain’t boom bap
Lot of these little thieves, live of club rap
How you think you be

a life if you don't live it 
Put it in her  stomach, now you got a gut feeling
My dawg sold cane right outside the club
Fucking with us, you know it's

ceiling
Don't matter if my friend do your bidding
Hokage by the time I'm finished yeah, 140%
Know I'm the star, my opps on the bench
Yeah, ride with

hope you feel the pain I'm fighting everytime I snap
And yeah that's why I go so hard, oh yeah that's why I go so black
That's why I go hard on the keys

live that, pass on da fast track
Prosperity's way more than some riches, I need the bigger picture
I'm putting my inhibition in the ditches, searching

God gave me the wine and bread
Rapper repeats the chorus instead
Read the lyrics like you read the thread
I'm almost here, the black is turnin' red
My