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of my bed
Fuck all these thoties, cause they playing in my head
Woke up in the sky, was in there with Gucci Mane
Devil in the game, so they call me young

blinded
By the Steez, ain't no effort with this
I can do this shit with ease, ain't no messin' with this
I'm just a child of the bling era
You know waz

I Got Dat Sack (Got Dem Racks)

Yo Gotti

Scorn

2012

Bitch I'm sacked up
Bitch I'm racked up
Bitch I'm stacked up

('Cause I'm a drummer)

Quiet, quiet, quiet

I Rock Gucci, Louis, Prada
Niggas

met me"
You knew I was a hustler by nature
You gon' always come second when
It come to gеttin' paper
You complain about the time wе don't spend
But I

a tireless bum
Swooped after graduation
By a big time hustler
And it was no more days of cold wings and brussels
It's like, no finance and no romance
But see,

camera man
Fucking my bitch on the dinning room table I'm practically doing a handstand
Yea
I admit I took that lost
I'ma hustler I go get it right back
I

Back with some hustler music
Its ya boy Mac
And today were goin in on something a bit different
We've got some Old Wayne on the track for us today

across the globe,
Cuz she been sayin that she missing me.
Grab her by her throat, 
When I see her that girl frisky.
Lay her down fuck her to my slow songs,

Yeah, Def Jam, we gotta..
Yeah, what up
Yeah, that's that type of number

We gotta put the numbers on the board
O-1 produced by RJ, throw the beat away
I

finna sip on Henny too Club open up at one bet we in that bitch by two
Got that Gucci round my waist and red bottoms is my shoe
Shawty skeeting so I hit

ain't got no roof
Bitches by the two
Why you asking questions
Yeh I told you got no clue
Talking crazy cus we living it
Talking crazy cus we living it

tele
Nisin oti di'hustler 
Leyin kawo aso sorun' ka jeun
Lomo ti gbogbo wa ladugbo ro wipe'
Ball lo ma gba jeun
Sugbon to ba ri b'awon eyan se ma n gbe

Therapy Shit 4

Kevin Gates

Therapy Shit 4

2019

way
I think y'all know how we doing
I'm paying luxury tags, you know, yeah, I can't relate
I'm on the phone with Gucci Mane, gato, vato, he jew in

know what's going on over there
Ruger

Keep talkin', I'ma hang you by your tongue
Off the Def Jam building, wait for the cops to come
Little bum, fuck

du prøver deg så har du tapt mane
Det regner fitte trenger paraply
Det snør idag vi skal ut å fly
Jeg knuller ikke på gamle chicks
Er jeg keen på fitte

lurk (Mane)
Two options: hoop or start baggin' work
And I ain't good in whippin'
So this rap shit had to work (yeah)
And pops bounces on my mama
Soon

everything, He pick the work up and his body Look like Gucci Mane
Lil petite some, Lil Slim Thick that's
My type man I put them chain on my neck and them shits

You took my heart, that is not allowed
Now I'm falling, falling, falling, falling down

It was Gucci, no mane
Love blinded me, made it hard to see
It

the almighty by my side
Don't you ever try to touch me, send the right back to they spot

Got nobody else around me, standing straight, just like my spine
Shine

himself a crown
Meanwhile, study something, nigga
It's Gucci parka
From France where the kids sing Frère Jacques
If not there, I'm somewhere mixin' vodkas

himself a crown
Meanwhile, study something, nigga
It's Gucci parka
From France where the kids sing Frère Jacques
If not there, I'm somewhere mixin' vodkas

bein selfish 
you should share 
with yo click (oh let do iiiittt)
make yo girl give me brain
she a real freaky girl ask gucci mane
she make yo balls

Gucci Mane daughter, bitch
I'm sellin' dope (Lil Purpp)

Catch a nigga at the red light, ooh
Pop his ass at the red light (Huh?) , ooh
No, I don't stop

get em first
Big pimpin 50 racks up in
My bit designer purse
Diamonds sittin so icey like Gucci
Mane they yelling brrrrr
Bitch I’m way cooler 600 shots