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lonely no chick in this world that i need
I vibe and get lit with my team
Niggas be talking it’s not how it seems
I just rebound like Shaq and Kareem
Lil

Jesus making a way, and He breaking the chains
And it's always my pleasure, this beat Chick-fila
I'm invested in God, but this not real estate
Gotta stay

I said dreams come true 
You last way longer when your peeps got you 
Yeah 

This that top of the mornin' 
This that whiskey & tonic 
This that world

acting way different
Top to bottom stay dripping
Champagne sipping, campaign continue
On my whistle, girl you fucking with the Dondada
My niggas balling

I'll show the world, and more particularly
Those dim-witted, no talent studio execs
That I I'll prove that I'm the
Greatest soundman of all time!

Bosa
I feel the world drifting apart by the second
So I'm tryna make up for the all the seconds lost
Blowing up like the '01 Pentagon
Well rounded like

what i'm prone too
I'm by myself and I know you're alone too
I hate the world it makes me mad
She piss me off when did she get so down bad
Sometimes we

chick
And take a hit to gut
And then take a sip from a cup
Hmm
Mmm
He didn't wanna grow
Take the tip
My brother man up
Uh oh
He didn't wanna show
Oh no
By

Right
I'll get you right

I got the baddest bitch in the fucking world right here
You the baddest bitch in the fucking world my dear
Out all the bad

We going up and we ain't landing bitch
Top of the moon is where you'll find me
With a spaceship filled with martian chicks
They twerking with their

stay low-key and I stay low-key
Watch me make a living off of pain
Do this to a T like that ATL slang
My chick with the top down money ain't a thang
See

'em I'm underrated, I'm hated and fucking hate it. 
I'm sober but getting faded, by this chick I fucking dated. 
I medicated to deal with it, might not

kid as a high chick
Keep rollin' by cribs in the tropics
Been hard tops if she ain't a drop chick
Can she stay tough sell fame with the gossip
Ma that's

kid as a high chick
Keep rollin' by cribs in the tropics
Been hard tops if she ain't a drop chick
Can she stay tough sell fame with the gossip
Ma that's

a tiger, tiger, tiger

It's a mad ting, AJ from the L-L with the hand ting
Dust man down with the world war scram ting
Girl's tryna free her pum pum

weary
Homie that's only the cherry that's on top
The tip, the iceberg that popped the Hindenburg blimp
Oh shit my world is flipped
I'm absurd when lit

to lowest point but to rise again and to crack it
To see the comments 连着Wifi
无关人士凑热闹也要stop by (驻足片刻)
当我在crumble down (挣扎) 的时候cover your eye (假装没有看到)
Listening

gang gang gang on that floss shit
Pussy rule the whole world be a boss bitch
We be flexing on these hoes with my whole clique
Yah yah
Yo, shorty be bad

drop top
Jump off
Watch when summer's round the corner
Sneakers and boots
Jeans for the troops
The plus trees
But never chick by any means for some

Ronny J, listen up it's WarBucks, bitches

Call my homie up
Pick him up in the pickup truck
Four in the mornin'
On top of that it started stormin'

me psychotic 
2 girls 1 cup they swallow my vomit 
In a cruel world with dumb luck acquired by knowledge 
Dumb niggas got dusty deathbeds and mine

death on the street
Im here to blurry ya vision
Then burry competition
Like a wip chain
Make any chick sing
Now you see em multiply by millions
Cause my

fighter voice) timin’
To the top 
I’m climb-in’
Must be kin
To Jigga-man
‘Cause I’m about to
Run this town
Yet out-of-this
World
Be so hap-py
If I could

to your brother
This world has a funny way of isolating you

And forcing you to take cover
No matter how high or to the top you reach
You will always be