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In the middle of the game, and I'm rapping like Drake
And my bars got a flame, and I got all the fame
And they got all the blame, you know I got

can't go

Am I punishing myself
Boy I ain't sure
Just a bad guy surrounded by the women of his dreams
But they all outta reach
Cause it seems that I ain't

the bottom No drake
After the party The party head to the plate
Spent up she giggin she Feeling Great
And i Tell Her Dont Be Late
Grind time grind time money

run)
Money on da floor nigga 
Really bout dat dough nigga 
Drillaz close by dem niggas yea dey gone blow nigga (Blow nigga)
You aint gotta ask yeah im

I want to
You can’t stay the night
But you come if you want too
I live by the code
All my niggas is respected
I’m Good everywhere
So the family

Mamacita you around
Mamacita wear your crown
Ima dick you down
Change that frown
Upside down
We gonna be rich
Im not talking bout money
With you by my side

Switched up the Gucci it was out of season
Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezing
Just copped a mini drake give me a reason
Came up from the bottom and it wasn't

this money, stack my dividends 
Trying to get my own place by this time next year
(yeah yeah yeah)
Music on the way? I tell em
(yeah yeah yeah)
 I need

Ricki Lake (Uh huh)
Her pussy wetter than some VVs on Drake (On Drake)
Kill these niggas like Bonnie and Clyde
We too fly like a pelican glide
Want war?

the motherfuckin' Drake
I got the motherfuckin' stick, nigga don't look at my plate
Nigga wanna steal of  my plate, bitch, get the fuck Out my face

I got the Glock

text my lil' bitch, but you not gon' fuck
Burned his ass all up with that K, he got the switching up
Hit his ass with that drake, I done fucked him up

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Drake & 21 Savage

Become a liar again
By lying to myself that is
Trust me

the long sleeve, bitch, get off me
The Louis tan and dark brown, it's peanut butter coffee
You don't think I ride with Drake, boy, that's where you lost me
I

get slimy by that bread, I could've bought a outfit, I put money on his head
That's your brother on this paperwork, ain't shit funny, Y'all sum feds

Tino Bandz
Pretty ass bitch tryna fuck with me
Niggas keep on sayin it's on the floor
Well it's up with me
How the fuck you say you gettin money

Ran it back up for my man's aye
We been stacking rubber bands aye
I got this bread in my hand aye
Power I get by demand aye
Had to switch it, money

paid
They be actin' like labels, they be stealin' your money and have you enslaved
Get your first check and go enslave yourself by buyin' a chain

sane was Drake's thank me later and so far gone
I had a lust for life, trying to be successful
Unstoppable unforgettable but this life seems so stressful

Yeah
The dinners on me
Skrrrrrr
I spit venom on the spot
I'm a make it my show
Got a rollie on my arm
I'm a let drake know
Just Fell that beat
And Watch

defend the
Symbols for no story so just chill because the vibe really compliments the
Fun I'll be having with this track
Produced and recorded by myself

minute on road, I lurched back
Way I'm collecting the money in envelope you woulda think we the church staff (Amen)
Streaming the worst stats, and I'm

a brick, better catch a hundred like a touchdown
If you need Za hit me up, I serve it by the pound (Serve it)
Ski'd up in a sheisty mask I wont make a sound

like Drake
These niggas rap, they be fake when I spit down y'all block, but don't try to be brave
Team full of shooters, you dissin' on me, they gon'

too old, you can't jump off the porch
This a AMG, GLE, put it in sports
My partner too solid, we'll take it to court

I don't play by the gang, I'ma