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All for my city
I'm flying the flag
If I'm on the track
Then I'm flying the mag
Shots at the beat
It gon catch it like tag
With bro in the stu
Tryna

needed one night
You ran out the clock, I'm not giving more time
Got heat on the door, I might pull out the 9

Stop asking me, this, I'm not giving no

asking
I'm not into small talk, I got no time for all that ranting
Who like me, I can't think, cause I'm no random
The way I'm throwin' fits, you could

Of my obsessions
cll that i was asking from you
Was for protection
I'm a prisoner ooo yeah yeah
Of my obsessions uh-huh
Yeah i got more than i bargained

All for my city
I'm flying the flag
If I'm on the track
Then I'm flying the mag
Shots at the beat
It gon catch it like tag
With bro in the stu
Tryna

All for my city
I'm flying the flag
If I'm on the track
Then I'm flying the mag
Shots at the beat
It gon catch it like tag
With bro in the stu
Tryna

everybody is just trying to kill
That personality hidden inside
My rotten soul's asking When I die?
My rotten soul's looking for someone alive
My rotten

out wit the lifers
Saw the flaws I sectioned off my heart and slowly got dicing
Mami asking I why I don't argue shit I really rather write it
This for

this shit,
And you know it, everybody talking bout cash
Asking me when imma charge for a feat
When my name big enough to fill theses seats
Asking me what

would all go wrong if it could
But I knew you prolly never be my dawgy for good
Been through it all
Until we fought
And I had thought about how
You can't

then we finish
I got glocks for hella sticks, that bitch gon' blow right at the ceiling

I be spinnin' till I'm dizzy, up that bitch blow out the glizzy

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Is that asking way too much?
This useless situation
Gets more fucked up every day,
But I got nothing waiting for me,
Just as well to sit and stay.

a doubt
I turned eighteen today, no time for replay
This is my birthday, childhood quietly slipped away
Don’t be calling me names, I’m just me, you feel

needed that
You really don't know what it means
And thanks for looking back
To make sure I'm still following

When we're walking around town
I complain

sorry bruh
Isn't that Bizarre
I get them bent out of shape, I'm the avatar
You asking me if I'm with you
I'm fine with you
& if you sliding & riding I'll

change, yo
Nigga change, what the fuck you fake? Clutching for?
Nigga chain, tryna get in my studio
I'm a O-H stealer, I ain't playing tho
The last nigga

don't even know
Cause you scared of being alone
Asking what we are and what we doing

She confusing love for emotions
Sorry that you went and caused some

potential
Hope you learned your lesson, driving foreign cars this not no rental
You look up you the stars in this Bentley continental 
Now she asking where

CaliKid Sosa
Shoutout Chief Sosa
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Shoutout Chief Sosa

These bitches act local and think global
Actin' like she got it, asking what's

Police at the door man it's finna be a drug raid, I been fucking for a minute since 13 I was getting laid, My grown bitch be on my ass asking why I'm

Livin in a wet dream

Imagine me in front of you
Oiled up
handcuffs on
You know just what I'm tryna do
Toot that thing up just for you
Now watch me

wondering where im going
I been kickin it with dem zombies, mind your business when i get to it
I been anxious for to hop up in the ride and make some noise

and done
Every set to stun
It's our world and we numb
Like the day will never come
Some is for the dumb
But today I don't even know where I'm from

Cuz it's

formal dance, people getting asked
Little late in the game, starting to think I'd been passed up
Thanksgiving break the normal cutoff for this thing
But