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bitch down to fuck So you know a nigga
Bout to fuck it up
For every moment that I spent down at the bottom
Ima have to run it up
Cashapp a hitter just

was friends with us
Like Brodie you smoking on angel dust
So ion even know why you hang with us 
I had to dirty my hands to get me some bread to take

And she can't step a foot into the ride
I know she 'gon try
Sorry love this plain has passed by
Maybe next time

Ain't no second chance
Tried that but you

hope it's not too late to get me out the trash bag
Get me out the trash bag I been living rancid
Took me by the hand and you know we went dancing
This

they talking bout
Know how many I done birthed with my art
Know how many came to me for a start
Behind these curtains ain't no Wizard of Oz
A fraud could

and the bro gon' be finally famous bitch 
And I put drop top on the coupe, no roof 
You know how we bangin' bitch 
I get high like way too much 
Tell my

you be trapping lil nigga what happening 
I can show you how to run it up faster 
4 phones all made by Apple
I got racks fuck waiting on Fasfa

[Chorus: Karima Kibble (Lil iROCC)]
No tears from your eyes
(hold on, be strong, it won't be long)
after the storm the sun will shine
(everything is

he a deadman walking
Get him a casket can't adapt
To a habitat surrounded by goblins
Bro bout to back out something
But he know that they watching W-we

lately
I been chillin by myself  like im on vacation

When i was down and out i really really needed somebody
Nowadays ion even like to see nobody

berated, crazy now Ace's flows be rated, right
Y'all condescending cus' your clothes are quill fly
Got an infrared pointing if they tone a lil' high
Cus' I

"Messi" so we kick it like it's Fifa (Okay)
She a dime she a real nuevesita
In the phantom cause it's "Hasta la vista" baby
You know I drive you crazy, feel

the attic
I deserve a Patek, bust down, a bad bitch
Cookies be sweet, but you know she a ratchet
Brain if she smart, but don't make me go crash shit
I wanna

& stitch
Do what you wanna do, fuck was a script?
I just been chugging my lil drank
Know that we've been on the same thing
How you be balling, avoiding

skill
You need a dictionary lil bro, you're not Meek Mill
and now I'm circling like a vulture
waiting for the kill

I know a lot of you people don't

on every sound, I want no drama
Cut a bitch off real quick, I'm single all summer
Make up with her when its winter her body the bundle
Got burnt up by some

And yes I'm growing a lil mullet
Know this, if you don't want to get dissed
Then stay out if the way
I know that it's something you cannot resist
But

pride won't let me run, by the time I thought i'd finally caught up
She was gone
I know, life e dey sweet but e fit brutally sometimes
Gotta keep your

to the top
We can chill on the beach sand in ya feet
Girl I'm licking on yo body you my lil freak
Temperature rising got you sweating like an athlete
Oiling

beatin' fast
All I see is police lights
I'm a million dollar nigga
Still gamblin' with my life
(Gamblin' with my life)
Left by AutoZone, now I'm ridin' down

bluff
They gone believe me when I'm in the cuffs 

You know who I am 
I'm Mictech 
I'm never gone change I fight back 
Got demons I hide I call em

my mouth
All of this sauce that i'm dripping
It ain't no acting, Y'all bitches
Know for a fact he going shoot, Cause he know how I'm hitting
I

a fuck about your foreign
You could've saved that money by exploring
Not the world, I mean your inner self
Spent too much time chasing the wealth and lost

cuz I'm the truth
And you know when money comin' in, you get bitches by the two

Used to sleep on floors, and now I ride solo in the coupe
Got