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show me pity
I'm the youngest, that's how I'm coming from my city
Now all the girls I thought was bad
Not even attracted, don't call them pretty
And if

Changin' numbers, they keep callin' your phone
Before they come again kn-knocking
Your door, adios yo, Ra better go
All they while they lookin' at you like

I'm not speaking proper
Please don't call my phone
If you ain't talking about No dollar
I Caring sticks no matter where I Go
But my name not choppa
Got

call me I got my own phone
But you ain't moving into my home
You think I'm tryin fuck bitch you wrong
When I'm tryin fuck we set in stone
Ring on you

a nigga past tense
Yeah

Got a text from my ex hoe
Said she love me ion want her back though
She remember when i hit her with that backblow
Now she blowin

hear a nigga on the regular
And you want Ciroc by the shoreside in your olive green bikini
Dread the fact that when it's over, all you have from it is

in my kitchen my nigga
And we was weighin' blow
Mobwire, my nigga, only God flyer
Tryna keep warm by the fire in my fly attire
Never wanna rap

Missing out on the days buddy
I was drifting with the same buddies
They've never taken from me
But it lately seems that they've gone and skated from

I'm off them percs, I can't even think right now
Shit, ion want these pills
I just had a talk with God, he told me wait a lil' longer
Going through

There's no need to talk about it, I know
Seven hours between us and we both hate to talk on the phone
So can't this wait until I'm back home?

'Cause

gettin washed
So quit the cappin all you rappers can't relate to the god
Schemes from the other side, a classic brought to you by mayo please music group

inside, I wanna make you mine
I know it's a long way down and I know time
And I could feel the temperature rise
So then I look to the skies
And pray to God

rich or Die trying he was discussing it
He ain't have 50 Cent but he had a fucking vest
We not suppose to question God then who we question God
All

rude again
I turn my phone off do not disturb I'm in that mood again
I told God open up those heaven gates I'm moving in
If I shoot my shot and I miss

Always be by my side
Mmmmmm
I will never forget you
You know I miss you
I wish the day that shit happened I could've came to get you
And every time I

ammunition I roll with a teck
I rock a vest I don’t wanna get left for dead
You cross me I come for revenge

Bodies on me pray to God I repent
Fuck up the city

ringing my phone off
Then they call me when they want favors
So fuck it I'm switching my phone off
Fuck it put my phone on flight mode
Jump

on them buns like I'm Diddy Kong
Yeah turn this track up this my theme song
Blast this shit from your phone like a ring tone
The whole mother fucking world

I'm doin
I'm just tryna work my way through and
Just stop from losin 
I don't know what games yall are playing
You say you'll go super saiyan 
But

Armed with the arms do right for the night
Don't call I won't sip light for the night
On me eye to eye on flights with the heights 
Do wrong on god you

look around
Hey, class clown freshman
Bumpin' Led Zeppelin
Eating all the glue and fucking up the damn lesson
Slappin’ all the 8th grade hoes by age 11

dog I love you
And I ain't scared to say it, singing praises to my kinfolk
Can't call them friends, they kept it gangsta from the get-go
And I met Sir D

chase a bag and do it by myself
Pockets start fallin' when I’m stacking my wealth
I’m just like Lil Baby never needed help
I’m swimmin' in riches call me

what I say so
I'm from where niggas
Do drive-bys in church clothes Genocide been the squad
I just lay low
Better now than never
Bout to take over
I just