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You can tell by my face I got no fear
Up against these mumbling rappers
Do you even go here? So wierd
Maybe I should lend some bars
Cause oh dear
No

BIG on mains
Old heads with high school mentality
Backpacking that fallacy
Why not pic up the mike
Without all that spite
And try matching me

I'm ridin

niggas
I gone die for my team
Big figures no losses
Just dubs and the win
Blochains the label gotta tat it on my skin
What you mean what you mean
You ever

bro
Kept the drive this long
Compare me to a limo bro
Gettin' on my tippy toes
Tryna see the top oh yea bro im gettin close

Seeking out the whimsical

Always knew we weren't fucking mates
Oh boy, I weren't sure if I was paranoid
Now I know for a fact that he fucks with Jakes
I had a little bit of food, I

son
And all the ladies know I'm cute that's word to your mum (That's right)
Little boy you ain't a man 'cause you're really a bum
I know you think your

time gone show him
Why nigga aint never gave me shit think I owe them?
Think they blicking at the wifi oh my the way I load him
They that pussy boy he

I like you guys, man. A nice 8 o'clock show, huh? You guys left the house like, look, I want to go out. But I want to be in bed by 9.30, so I don't

the CREAM
She wants the...
Rocks and Mercedes...
what she wants
But she's no lady...
you know that
What got you jaded?...
my oh my
I think it's too late

him start body poppin'
I'm bussin', told my nigga Kizzle why I love him
See the police, I dodge em
Big back Russian, tell a little nigga get it poppin'

Do, do, do
Do, do, do (yeah, yeah)

You wild with it
Foul with it
You should probably throw the towel in it
But you go to town with it
Like

life
Y'all already love project I gave you
Making big moves all night in the studio
Namos gonna be a name that'll soon be known
I wanna work with Kanye,

Just can't keep hold... no.... alright
Stop signs in the puddles look so bright
By the red lights, oh oh
Dozing off by the dozen, hope for couple dozen

Oh, woah, yeah
(Straight cash homie)

Big bag yeah
Itches stay on my back
Can't fuck with this bitch she could be a rat
You know we got that work,

Oh it isn't hard at all
pouring your soul into a song
open your mind
and everything inside
don't think too much about it
let the music take you over

like bullshit, and y'all shit sound like the same thang
I'm Never satisfied with getting by, we tryna do more than maintain
We gotta eat. Stack and stash

Good Morning students!
This is Mr. Wimpy
Teachers, you may now begin taking roll
There were a lot of absences yesterday 
Due to the big ditching

ass tits
Oh shit, there are kids
So I must be quiet
My identity by itself causes you to riot
That fat bitch sure should go on a diet
In private on his

gifted I'm a hustla I'm pimping
Spiritually inclined that's why they say that I'm different
Moving mountains n walking on haters
Money counters sitting

nigga about a hater
I move by myself I don't ask for favors
The game adding the wealth and I just thank my savior
Changed the game fucked around and I

Why you playing
Why you acting shady
I'm just saying I'm looking super wavy
A little crazy still a boss lady
Prints on Fendi, fuck you pay me

Hit me up

nobody for to comfort me Whenever i see death[00:40.35]Feel it come im like oh well[00:42.07]I cant sleep at night from shi i seen[00:44.16]That gun shot

somethin to prove what could I do
Thats why I tell my little sister baby take no shit
Cause if they think you scared to fight they might just take your shit

Verse 1: 

I Look around, it’s going down 
I’m lit as fuck, I don’t burn out 
I’m still the king, I hold the crown 
Oh you doubt it, close your mouth