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freshman year
Met a few rappers who would let me near
Started a collective, but let's clear
I never thought that shit would get me here
Rappin round

sunny (Yea)
Bet he get hit if he play wit my money (Yeah)
Like woah
You know it ain't shit to put a tag on ya toe
You know I ain't playin' with this mag

This a story of a hard knock Nigga tryna win
Had to change my circle niggas 50 and they out here tryn  pretend
I Started hanging wit some niggas who

Aye, aye not shit, niggas on the opp list
Niggas pocket watching better watch who
You go shop wit'
Get a nigga nailed with a black Glock
It's gothic i be

shit wit that K
I was down I was down mamma let me hold a bean
Got a half bagged up nicks n jumped right back on the scene
Had big dimes all the time you

them boys if u really not bout it.
Fuck whatchu talkin lil bitch boy I could buy me yo bitch and a fountain sheesh.
I'm in a Vin Diesel
I'm in a Vin

Scrape the weed into a pile 
Stack the money by the letter 
I had fucked up my first flip but progressively I got better 

Now I'm gettin it flippin

from the Bama. You know who it be, bitch.
This here young local with grammar got lokes on your yams and hopes of motor-boating your cleavage. 
Your homie

I'ma aimin up that lil' vest, ain't stoppin' shit He try to run, fa fa fa where tha fuck yo' stick
Im inna tra wit baby A tryna stop yo whip, dont get

Dodbh coach me joey

I'm a westside nigga, fucking everybody bitch
I don't want boujie vibes, an
I want a ghetto bitch
Need a bitch wit good credit

J5 you turnt up wit this one
yea yea
yea yea yeah
yea yea
I know a bitch think she coming back when I get money no way
I'm running up a hunnid racks

Flyin I’m   doin 1010 

Fucking these bitches ya 1 by 1 

Dipping these niggas no 1 on1. 



Young y g that’s who I be 

100 round drum and 100 niggas

the function
We seen an opp, ten shots to his muffin
Bitch, and you know who we smokin' on
Smokin' on Lotti
Dumb lil' nigga got sent to the lobby
Take one

Now
When i tell you i can’t sleep at night
I’m paranoid
Paranoid
I’m paranoid
Hope who i love they ain’t sneaky types
I’m scared lord
I’m scared for

how you really want the best of me 
I’m outside tryin find out who’s my enemy 

Fucked up in the head just tryin be the better me 
So much shit I been

on the opps[00:26.05]She a sorry hoe[00:27.20]My mans got a Latin bitch who like to cook wit watts[00:29.79]Time saving, I ain't never seen her ever touch a pot[00:32.60]Me

on a island
I just hope I live to tell you bout it
Cause they be plotting
Spot em
Poke a dot em
Niggas oping
But you don't know who shot em
After sirens, then

acquainted wit cannabis
You see my level of rogue at the top of the list
I know I can be a rebel, I'mma fan of plot twists
How bout lil homie who slang it

how you kill him take your left Side and straddle his leg and have 
Your right foot on the floor like by The edge of the bed 
These hating bitches twist

the cops on a nigga & flex on the gram with stimmy
I’ll smoke me a nigga who hopped on the stand against me
I am not ya lil’ friend & i don’t kick it with

I'm ballin for blue and the green
Boy you be shopping on shein
I can just tell by your jeans
I understand it's yo thing
I ain't even mad at you king

talking O'
Got a new boo look straight out of Ghana
Rwanda, Uganda
Sometimes it feel like real life piranha
Cant hang wit niggas who really don't wanna
Get

up Audi truck
Dammit I had enough
That Jigga give me stamina
Fuck PETA coat by animal
I'm shitty like a enema
Capping you pretending huh
I just made

to you so you ain't got to ask
Now I'm fuckin on some girls wider lil bit less ass
And they ain't got a lot show but I can really feel it
And she ain't