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gunners

Man I been on top my EP harder than yours
I stick with my government im not in the bando
I don't know why you be lying about some shit like rambos

on my mind
Your cup don Dey full
E Dey pour for the brim
Hold something
Abobi no Dey shake
No be jonze something
Sixty seconds to raise hell on a track

2 AM, "Where you at?"
2:02, "Who you wit?"
2:03, "What you on?"
Same shit, on Patron
Say you want a piece of me
The last place I need to be
But

On YouTube got a few views but not as many as Pew News
I'm a man on the moon rolling solo dolo day n nite and making dat new new
And I know that I'm gonna be

risin above u

And bitch know I mean dat

Niggas be actors man i shoulda seen it

U steady callin me up when u need me

Couldn't do the same to u I

or choose
All the money in the world
Just stop is you stupid
Independent got a group
Money spending it be bookoo
Not really into that voodoo
I’m the one you

weed and smoked
And blown in the air coz alla your chat it breeze and,
Say what you want coz talk is cheap and,
Dat's why man get clapped for no reason

Y'all be bout to die bout the same hoe
That'll Open wide for them pesos
Get tricked off the street for a damn hoe
You chasing that money
Or hoes bro
Ima

dangerous
We might be a slavery race

I just pray for today
Before I eat my food I say my grace
Hold this world for exist
Hold your soul and never quit

the same my game is at a much faster speed
I'm Ms Jade y'all flowin thru the rainfall
Like thunder this gon be a hot summer
I got it figured out, go da

Yea
This might be one of the realest stuff I ever wrote
I'm Sip Made
You can't trust everybody
Real talk
Cte tay

You know I remember talking to my

All my niggaz do is flex
All my niggaz do is flex
I’mma show y’all how to ball
First of all let me stretch
All I do is jam like techs
I was never

Hold on homie running with the opps gang
see it everyday so it's no surprise
Type of  cat you are will be ya demise
By being greedy and playing both

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

y'all sucka ass niggas, uh 

Hollerin all the cheap shit, but you ain't rappin right nigga 
Gimmie the mic, feel me like you appetite nigga 
Supposed

1 Sec

Mumdance

XL Recordings: XL Chapter 6 [LP]

2015

the mandem own
IPhone swap it with a brick phone
Hit road, get dough, then we hit home
Ain't got much so man'll by clothes
Trust me I don't wanna be broke

broccoli 

i don’t got time 
for the hypocrisy 

don’t hit my line
if u ain’t coppin shit 

i try to b on time 
time fly by
time irrelevant 
whenever 
i get

get that s*** by any means (Facts)
We finesse a n**** if we need (Run it)
I need all the the scrill, gwaup, paper, benjamin's, b**** I need all

where I been and I tellem I’m in my lane my dawg crossed me out and ever since then shit ain’t the same so I jus sticc right to myself can’t be goin out

K, a, p, t, u, t, dat be me nigga
2201 shit

Yo' chick she look familiar, yeah
She used to wobble on my dick, too familiar, yeah
She still wobble

Zeek/hustle what fed me/ all I do is eat/I’m moving to fast/that’s why I can’t speak/gotta be on my level /if u tryna compete/OG-2G and I gave u the blueprint/u

the motherfuckin' lottery

Bussin shots, I'm where of the sharks and Piranhas be
Leave his head dent for taunting me
Only 3 left in this Glock, I shoot like 0 wit

Y'all know what the fuck going on, it's Ctherulaa, one and only, hottest youngin, a.k.a
Schooling you old bitches
Gra, gra
Look, lately I've been

mine
I've tryna tell y'all
I ain't never had no doubt
On this path I was on
It might be rocky
But I know that imma solider on
Cause I do this
Detroit

drunk
How many money do you need before you rich
How many blunts you gotta smoke before you high
I stepped in the club with two bitches by side
Feeling