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He had a rencart in Paris with a gal '
It reaches the stuffing he lost the case
Y s'fasse what most certainly be decided by the keuf's

It's now

a thousand ways
Just to make some cake
He fell in love with that dope
Cause it got em paid
See he was whippin’ in that kitchen
Like a fuckin' slave
Now this

Takes aim, no intentions to miss, oh my, so help us all
And it's close to a flight in the midst of neon lights
And my neighbors, they greet me with bags

my vision cartoony
Shout out to Coop, with the squad, call it goonies
LXRES in the cut, he directing these MUVIS
Step out the room, and my aura be

the pocket
Put 'em on a pinky
Swimming with the sharks
Always ready for a frenzy
My goonies know no drought
Goblins by the plenty
My shorty always ready
Draped

free, have fun
Jumped off the porch as I dip on my grind now
I can't see time only money like I'm blind
Steps being guided by the spirit I'm aligned
cause

though you got a man, I'ma try my luck
Pull up in the Mazi', pull up in a Bentley Coupe
Sippin' on this goop while I'm countin' up my loot
Shawty wanna

Out of bed at eight AM
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That's what I do at weekends

I can't talk and I can't

This goes hard just a lil sumthin you can rock to
You might hear it in the hood or the block too
My enemies lookin in amazement
They always wanna

You said you loved me
But what does that mean?
And would you cry if I were to leave?
In my aching hands
Running down your spine
You said you

like
I bag it by eye
Only candlelights
I bet they don't own all their masters right
I bet they don't know what karma's like
And none of my friends

the dime
I can probably never make this back
That's in my brokers eyes
'Cause I'm not commercial but I
Got a few that's televised

Now whеre your business

breaks
With my foot on the gas
Like that
Like this
Finna pop a tag
drop a bag on my wrist
Baby as you wish
Imma be in it like fish
Swimming to the top

on her feet
I been raising hell, Nîggas Ain't worried bout no heat
Married to the game, up in matrimony
Got caught slipping once now I'm back on my p's

on my heart, sippin' Dom Perignon
I ain't in to talking
I'll show what my minds on
I ain't in to talking
I'll show what my minds on

Lies  lies, but this

Outta the gate
Another chance to turn the page
Another day
To chase the bag and get on stage
Back away
I don't need help to make a wage
My shit is

Got these bitches pressed
Beads of sweat
Drip dripping down they neck
In my tips is your Nigga
Or bus down on every set
I ain't pen palling these

to god this quicker

(Moksh Vibe)

I'm in my zone, clap back,
Don't ring up my phone, clap back,
You too soft, clap back,
Where's my pot, clap back,
Way

see?
Debit in my pocket Gucci bag with the Levi jeans
Thank you for my sister giving honor for that luxury
Popping out making scenes
Movie like an action

Everybody wanna be a star
I prefer chilling on a cloud
Always in my own world
So I'm all alone even in a crowd
Caught up in my thoughts
Hoping not

in tryna shine and blinded by dollar signs
See I'm the kind to win regardless
Prophet hustler and a artist
When you growin' green gotta watch for

and my
bag checked in back
I should've say fuck the
police and say watching fb haha
It was a joke It was a joke
dont cop me bros
outta my way Im going

drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road

wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever 

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road alone 

My