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back at em for rematch
And do magic like T-Mac
In 02 for dope tunes you should go to
Ghostwriters make walls fall like mold do
See me lurking in

stack up on the paper
Negative vibes no i won't see you later
Doing what I do motivated by the haters
Music so loud you would hate to be my neighbor
So

And no matter what Ima do what I gotta do
How you gon go get offended I thought we was Gucci I said I was Prada you
Are you Prada me to woe oh
Are you

the cup of Yak
Please don't think we lackin' in this bitch
Oh, we hella strapped
Laws get behind us in this bitch
We leave em' by a gap
They say I'm fresh

backwards
I had to leave them clowns
At the circus
Fuck em 
I’m a lion
Taking over
This my show and
You know that I’m only getting colder
Go head and grab my

fond by all these bitch niggas some hoes
And my ex really fucked me over, that's why I left her ass alone
Thought that you was my go-to, but you fooled

went thru tho
He don't matter like Pluto, shards
This bodybag hidden like Cluedo
He needed a check by reality
I dare em to battle me
Step up to the plate

Fly 
Balling ainnn gone lie 
My oh My That pure pressure be hitting different I'm ready let's go cnd get Fried

This shit too easy to me I run a track

Think y'all on fire? Even Rick Bobby said no mane
Shake and bake them wack rhymes I'm all raw cocaine
Raised by a single mother who tried to give me

that's what money do
Cross 'em up, times 2, I never heard of you
Rollin' deep by myself, 'cause I don't need a crew
I keep it tucked in my belt, 'cause I

Outta sight I swear I'm off the plane
Tryna go from Camry to a range 
Tryna move my family to the plains 
Obsessed with drifting off into the rain

When it's my time to go
Bury me with the runtz
My gang hella Gucci
Thought I was Lil pump
And I'm Running this shit
Like my name forest Gump
If I smack

hands up high
put em in the air for these stand-up guys
We just trying to never let the chance go by
And it won't cause it's obvious the fans don't lie

bytch bytch, I ain’t blood I ain’t crip, 2274, n that’s it,u betta hold that bytch, cuz she, ret ta go, back with with with, boss status, neva had no coke

the beat, go and hit it and quit it then I’m gone by the morning, she bugging said I don’t be hitting her digit, sorry baby ima loner, still thugging and they

Where I Come From

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

the rock, Jay-Z
You stay around pussies, the whole squad coochies
I stay around G's, my whole squad Gucci
Thugger thugger, ain't that a storm muthafucka?

around for the broads right off the get go
Fucking up shorty finger waves, I'll get em fixed though
All of this could be ours off of packaging innuendo

the brand gon keep on the growing
Collectin all my points from many places I keep in storage
Out in many places just to write, go home record it
And lately I

the chrome rims
Presedential Rolex, two carat diamonds with the stone gems
Pockets filled with lucci leather wallets designed by Gucci
Parlay in resteraunts,

no longer I'm complacent
Threats to the station, and now I'm playing eighties
Trees and the laces, I hang em by their faces (Next call)
Bang em with no

royal shit
You fuckin' with wolves, you feed 'em from a long spoon
The wrong tune'll have niggaz cockin' they long soon
A wack bitch'll set you up over

Kuntree
Ain't it mane.
(Yesss)

Roll Tide
War Eagle on my side
I'm from Alabama and I say that shit with pride
Niggas playing everyday like they got nine

on a platter and she said "go ham King"
(Badmon ting)

Ima G, baby
So keep it G, baby
The best you see, baby
You know it's me, baby

Ima G, baby
So keep it G,

I'm content, yeah
I am a lyrical miracle fan
You are not spiritual, here we go, damn
People get in their feelings and go ham
I don't give a fuck about