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I'm a villain
I'm a kill it
Like a demon
Ima spit it
Records spinning
I can hear it
Make a milli
Then a fitty
Gettin litty
With yo bitty
Hold up

on my shoulder finally bought my soul
Lost a lot of friends, couldn't give a fuck though
Yeah, I'm wildin' by myself til' the sun don't show
I won't let

cause they don't know
Hands me downs right from my brother, I never fit in my clothes
Till one day, I got some bread and now checks is all that I know

Don't push me cause i'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Sometimes I sit alone
And look deep into my soul
And I starrin' down

(Haha) listen
Err’body put ya’ fist up
We gotta break outta more than the wrist cuffs (Yes)
Old heads, lift the young heads, call it a stick up
That’s

(yeah)
Smokin' the crop, eyes Chinese (yeah)
I'm gettin' guap now times three

We were out here pushin' weights
Come and see the fuckin' games
And I

And I'm still me 
Swear the last two years been tryna kill me
They ain't really see what I been dealing with 
Throw myself inside my head and fucking

change my ways
And in the morning when I rise I'm gettin' high
Even off in the evening
When I'm rollin'
I'm smokin' ligh (smoking ligh)
Trying to free my

Hey, did it on my own
TM
Poin' up some red and countin' blue, yeah, this shit got me throw
Fuckin' bitches, dick and tummy, yeah, you know how this

the Basin
His dad wanted life with no limitations
Took him to the park and covered his head
With yellow tape from the bench, then you know what he said?

Ray, is the show gettin' boring?
Saw Khloe baby father cheatin' on TMZ
Nipsey Hussle slapped some nigga outside BET
Free Ralo and AR-Ab they in

Shoutout to the Wutang, DJ turn me
Up a lil bit homie
Yea oh ya'll done figure out who
It is by now right? haha
It's me young buck bitches what it do

thought in bently's to show
Lil nggas you can ball like this
Gone run 'em up 'till I lay in my death bed
Shawty we can fuck but you
Give the best head

Whatever

Baby Beesh

Baby Beesh Presents What's Really! Game One

2000

out his pa chest
And a tongue out his ma mouth

[Baby]
A ki stashed up
And I'm gettin' 'em all
I got a stash put up 
For the drought in the fall

hit him in the head

She tryna suck my dick, I told her
Nah, let me fuck instead
It's gettin' hot outside
You niggas gon' die for enjoyin' the weather

It was four fifty for the zip though
Four fizzy by the hip close
U hear it guaranteed ya get low (wait)
A shot could knock down a hippo
I'm from

gettin encouraged by my cousin
Tryna imitate my dressing but them goofies look like stuffing
Heart turning black I had to get it out the cauldron
I

resume
I levitate, elevate, separate from any hate
I'm smokin' on the Presidential, lookin' like the head of state
I'm gettin' paid everyday, gettin

put tongue into it (Uh oh)
If she open up them legs then I'ma jump into it
Feet up by my head, feel every inch, I put some thrust into it
I ain't never

them weak ass Balenci's off
If you riding inside my yeah
This bitch finna make go so crazy
I told her get the fuck out my head
Finna drop some shit so

we’d end this to
I’m gettin plastered 
Everyday it all just seems so blue 
Yeah You’ve made some threats but you ain’t never really see those through

with?
Yeah my BLEEP Fame up in Prospect
Nah them my BLEEP nah love wouldn't disrespect
I didn't say them, they schooled me to some BLEEP
That you knew

own zone
And my thoughts are interrupted by my mother on the phone
She gives me some advice and helps me clear my head
I know you grown but take your

Break Away

Nines

One Foot Out

2017

and break down a pack
1A the hood, land all them shottas out of town
Went 'Dam for the plug, now we the opposite of down
Uh, tryna leave a nigga's head by