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I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck

legal
We moving so lethal thats way of the weapon
Its a war in these streets I just pray for my blessings
My boy plugged in the west he just made

mastermind mental
Fuck a pig I'm the big bad wolf
Bitch you looking like pet food 
Rap heavyweight knock you out any day Andre Pitbull
An dale on my paper

the prof'
Khaled, Drake and Justin Bieber,
They ain't what they saying, just faking a lot
And I ain't got a show by pimple popper
But head on smoke aim

I can't tell the difference between good or bad in sight
I don't wanna have a fallout this early already
Even if I see the light with her there I know

can find some time
For you to call me by your name, it's all the time you're on my mind
I'll be your baby doll and your bodyguard if you tell me to
I'll

of the past
Maybe punt it or something, my passes pouring down
It's getting sorta nasty, becoming automatic
They got too many bad habits, and I wreak way

quick
That other nigga wasn't sh*t
Here I go again
Boy you know that I'm a Gemini
I have trouble functioning sometimes
I make the same mistakes repeatedly

we left it got took over by the Taliban 
But everybody talking bout this Drake and Kanye beef
But I'm glad they made peace
Salute that boy Lil Meech

like Aladdin
My bitch bad and that bitch Latin
My Armenian grower
Just told me to grab em
He drive from Oregon
In back of the Saturn
She think she know

Bad mother, shut your mouth
Even though I might die if
I flood the drought
I'm Justin, you're just around
Shed light on the underground
Look, but

running like he Derek Jeter
He want respect, but that boy ain't Aretha
I'mma air this bitch out, where my heater?
Stay with the stripes like my name is

smoke on twenty twins
After math use to load 50, hated by many men
Was chiefin bows n mount pleasant but I ain't Indian
I'm from the lan I needa sing

Welcome back everybody,
Here to perform for the very first time,
And promote his new single, fine
Here's Justin Reid
Alright
Yeah
Yeah
I understand

a movie I got 'em shot by Justin yuh
We hire, then we fire you, 'cause we the bosses, yuh
Validation, you get none from me
She throwing that shit for free

be the reason that
My life was ruined, too
Bitch, I hope this fate change you
By prey this fate claim you
How is Justin a real Driverand you
Ain’t see

head"
"I can't I need my bow staff"
"My bad I shoulda known that"
I'd grip it both hands
It's off the dome so I can handle bars with no hands
I grabbed my

Yeah, Hold up wait a minute 
This beat got a killer man lets figure out who did it 
Justin on the mic he lay it down you know he kill it 
Then you

no not never
We done started some shit for the better
Up1 getting that cheddar
Soon gone be in foreigns aint riding no jetta
I'm surrounded by members

win it
Still up in that Beamer plus I got them windows tinted
Still underrated and yup I represented
By the end of this i might be big, Ellen Degeneres

And stay out the spital
Hit his house with everything he had, damn that nigga different
Ran out, caught that lil boy in a bag, shoulda seen his wiggle

acutely choose to call the old good days?
But we've been scraping by our teeth through lives we didn't mean to lead
And I can barely tell you what I did

and get high by myself
I am not a human being I don't have human cells 
I'm an alien I'm dressed up in disguise over here eyy
Finna pull up in my UFO kicks

ain't got nothing to do
Shе on shaderoom and JustinLAshit
I'm knowing for showing my heart
But you won't catch me in commе play bitch
I don't wear no