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switched the colors on em
I'm covered in his blood
Got that red dead redemption
Minds in the locked up in the past
That's how our heads get suspension
I

and fukk fake friends
Money ambitions running up these bands
Ima always be who I am
If you don't but ion give a damn
Love for the real and fukk fake friends

Stab'.
And it doesn't help that I couldn't get my hair to
do that flippy thingy. Like that guy from that band
can do. Some days, you know...

I'm an emo

to dirty my sprite
Just keep it lowkey 
I'm trynna cop out  jerry rice 
009 had to play to get it right 
Can't keep that drama on my mind 
hands in the sky

Simple science I'm a catalyst your flame is too igniting
You're always with me I ain't kidding is that nigga even trying?
Obsessive in my game baby I need

to be red beans on Sunday I was real picky with fork
Green grass and dandelion beds
We look at stars till the morning
Used to send love by the barrel

finer
Honestly I had to take a stance
Five of my niggas they all on bands
That's is a national handful
I know you will never comprehend
Never forget

50 Shots Set's It Off

The Hot Boys

Cutt 11: That Dirty South

1998

that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left 
Where they can't be

rent be
Shit real, like that Percocet feel
She ain't had a problem off that Percocet pill
He been at the bottom that shit made him ill
You can get a box

trenches by myself that's why I prolly been that nigga 
Moved that work all by myself don't need no Malcolm in the middle 
I can't even lie a nigga told

stacks, go to cop, made our way by 10
Armed robbery with blood on the seat of that benz
Went away in the wind
What you could've, could've been
Just another

that kinda band
Always be there for one another
Go down on my knees for my sisters and my brothers (Yeah)
One time for the squad
For my real gees who

take long
Ima bout to locked up like Akon
I wanna blow the whole court up wit some napalm
I think its safe to say now that god ain't real
I been stressed

up and i take whats mine
Redbone so I'm breaking her spine
By myself and I'm never gon sign
At the bottom but i gotta go climb
Out bad so i know that

yeah that's mando
Young nigga run through these bands, in my bag tho
TwoFR got this shit lit, like a candle
Niggas want beef, I send shots like Im Rambo

a Hundred bands in the trap 
That's c hundred bands before I rapped 
That's a gas pack in the wrap 
That's a moncler on my back
That's a lotta Guap off

high like these roaches
Time fly by
With no coaches
Winter nights left me open
Like the windows
Wind creeping in real slow
How you been known
To take

so i
Throw a couple bands that’s a hella nice dream
Shawty tatted on her butt that’s a hella nice scene (goddamn)
Thick in her waist got a really cute

cap, but yeah, uh (what)
I'm a caterpillar, uh, yeah (nigga)
That's for real, uh (nigga)
Yeah I told her take this dick then I take her to dinner,

ain't real guns
I'll get my little blood and get up on your big cuz
I don't care what shit was, now this shit is
Don't poke your head around here, it

, but it stuck with me for days, and I know that she was projectin', couldn't say it to my face, damn
This ain't no diss to my blood, this shit just real

my baby on a splash
You the reason for the bands
And if you want it I can bring you to the hood
Get the good type of wood
Have you floating on that

fucking flawless

I had to get on a beat just to eat
The shit up just great by the day
Eat the shit up then give
All these niggas the shit
That I get up

On God
(Henney Major, you goin' crazy!)
(Twofold Jack)
The fuck?

That boy a pussy, I know I done seen it (haha)
I switched up the engine, this