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the running the track
I don't know who in my lane just snap
Smoking a blunt put my head in the sky
Coming for the throne like fuck it I might
Let the marijuana

GANG GANG GANG

Flow hot need propane
Flow hot need propane

Ha Uh
City fulla cocain city ran by the dope fiends
Ion really rock wit no names niggas

You niggas listen to bullshitters and super liars

If they put me on the track then it's gotta be the hottest
I'm like""No bitch, no I'm never modest""

Needs to get some help time to turn the page
Gets so frustrated by the things he’ll do
Don’t want nothing bad ever come on you
He wants to be good wants

Ones, my trued up friends
Goin' 'nuts' for the 'dough' by the two-plus-ten
Back then at Jolly Pirate I was two bucks in
When I...got a clue on how a few

Kill all enemies
I keep something big
In my denim jeans
While I'm serving up feigns
Get this money by any means
I had to hustle to get this knot
Lights

My inclinations bent towards Intelligent words
Your privileged position for knowledge conferred
Still largely unheard
So my tracks will not end up

got amnesia
Think you hot? Won't believe ya
Just 2 bout' to body any track
They keep forgettin' it so we gon' bring it back
Stand back we don't need ya

So many frenemies wanna see the end of me, they got no reason
I don't even rap when I'm on these tracks, really my soul bleedin'
I don't see you in

a nigga can't resist
I can tell by the way she lick her lips
I can see the look in her eyes
And I ain't really surprised
Big nigga and I'm fly
She love

You-
Don't have to feel, some type of way
I know it's real, by how it tastes
Get to ya-
Didn't mean to make you cry
I'm always out of line
You say it

I See these hataz tryna kill me
But I’m no Kenny
Pen game hella fire 
Like a shot of Henny
Had to flip it on this track 
And get off quick
Mobbin wit

know I've ready won
And you know I'm already gone
making records by the ton - ah
Got me up I'm infinite
Goddamn you don't even listen
You know that I'm

track mój to hit
Mój ziomal ma bajerę ale przy psach nie piśnie
Ona ujebana białym jak przebiśnieg
O nas gadają te typy oczywiście
Nagle patrzą się

recorded an ep for them and
Introduced em' to rap
Showed him how I laid down tracks and wrote flows from scratch
So we made some tracks together
And now you

by, we be getting paypa
All these niggas getting cut I ain't talking taypah
Call me beef... yeah I eat... I'm a known scraypah
Roll a grabba sit back

Daisy Girl waiting by my doorstep
And Daisy Girl with flowers in her hair
And Daisy Girl I'm gonna love you till I'm dying
Oh Daisy Girl show me that

And I'd hoped you'd achieve all that you wanted
I would've stood there by you through it all
But now I have a new resolution
To get out while I still can
I

crossing tracks
Trunk stuffed with packs
Like a cargo van
Real estate
House right by the lake
They all know my name
Money is the motive
Movement is the model

I feel featherweight
As a light wind blew me off the back
And I hit the track
Behind the railway train
Watching my hometown drive away
Reading

(dami chu)
चारैतिर म (yeah, yeah) नामि छु (okey)
ताल परेमा हरामी छु

Yeah i’m back with my new track (track, track)
Let em bitches free 3IOEMOB we focus

ain't running track
Yeah you better get this straight like this a protractor
The best in the game they call me the X factor
I'm never out of words to spit

to grab onto the track's rubber
I am what you call a track robber
Because the second I get my hands on one
I give it the risk of dying like the tips

asalebala mete
Beke le beke
Michael Schumacher geke namela
Track ke ba shiya flat
Beke le beke
Die baby ompotsor hana yao namela mara o nwa veuve
Beke le beke