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at the right time
Stuck with a vision in the night life
Scope a lil different in the hindsight
Why no one mention bout white lives
Cuz black lives missin by

give in
I will stay by your side never fold
Never bend
Through the night hold you down
Hold your body rub ya skin
Day time come around
Girl you left me

haul the bigger the fall
My life a movie, It's hard to let go when you're fooled by the beauty
Know you fell hard when you buying her some jewelry
Imma

three
Thirty racks on me
Get you whacked by 1017
Ten thousand on Givenchy
All rats, we poison they cheese
They thought we ain't smokin' this G
Got

Closest you come to being a man is a Tom boy
You can't make King Kong noise
You got no hope hyper
You fake as Drake, better get yourself a ghost writer
All

Niggas shook my hands but I know deep down they don't even like me
Six feet under by my lonely, that's kinda likely
My homies been droppin' dead since 2019

a fuck nigga with FN I ain't Glorilla
Nigga steady checking off them pills bro is those jiggas?
Hell nah no they ain't
Rich by any means I won't fold, I

Sheck Wes got so many flows (I do it all)
Call me Drake how a nigga tro-
This the remix, divorce your wife (take a ring away)
Marry your kid its

"abel" catch me on the Weeknds
Monday beefin, he gone by the week's end
Now his bitch do not got him to depend
Back to the block now his brother'nem deep

And the passion's gone by
And I feel my soul grow
I can't do this no more
Baby, you're my, my

Baby, baby
Oh baby
I thought y'all niggas knew
Your bitch wore down

(BITCH)
( BGM BOYS NIGGA)
(YEAH, BITCH)

We ain't doing no back and fourth, yeah we tryna press play
Stack all my old bread for a rainy day
Ride by

nights I never came home. Do not disturb, stop calling my phone
Leave me alone, I don't need you, just go. I'm good on my own, trust me, I'm good by my

Wiesz, może byśmy mu tak zrobili, że byś wszedł po swojemu
Że jesteśmy w hotelu, wszyscy dobrze się bawią
Z tej strony Młody E, Maciek, Hagrid, wiesz

jestem tu po to by bać się nie jestem tu bo kocham rap grę
Nie znamy się nie mów mi bracie
Ja chcę dziesięć butelek pięć dziwek przyszedłem po kasę

Kacze

the pen
Fuck a hand I been stacking my bands
Fye by the belt why Im sagging my pants
Dont lose your life trying to rob me
Full of pain need her on side me

Judy
Come to the trap everyday on a Tuesday
She see the motion, now I got her choosin
We got it booming like Williams and Rudys
Sweater' by Louis,

of fame

Hall of flame
Smoking exotic by 8ths straight to the face
I cannot fuck with no plain Jane
When it come down to my Marry Jane
I'm need to feel like

If you're not quick to speak up
Then your vision gets buried and paved over
By blind homunculi
Swear to God that I
Will eat the ass of the next dope

have to prove my love
When it's all said and done
Remember me forever

Different time now
Tryna wind down
Find why we age up by time we slow down
Hip

spew
Us fighting the system is like Joe Budden
Getting a love letter from Drake "why you frontin"
"Hating on me when I love you" ain't that something

You said what I'm doing is wrong
But what 'bout what I'm doing right?
I'm a real one that stuck by
But I'm a soldier

Since a youngin wanted bigger

God has conjoined, divine retention
With precision, it's such an honor, and not a burden
Was prefaced by Isaiah, chapter 7 for the wordin'
Immanuel is

I just checked my phone 20 missed calls ain't no way
I just rolled a Jay smoking by the pound purple haze
Talking on the net but you cannot say it

around the corner
Saved by luck, divinity, or whatever
Instead of celebrating, niggas wanna make some shit up
Entertainment gon' look different pretty soon