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the can, extreme cream 4 grams
Shoutout my plug, thats my mans
Playing with keys like a band
Im pulling strings like geppetto hands
Throwing bands so she

closure (uh)
Sippin' on this blood but I'm nowhere near a donor
Made my first 100k and then I got a boner
I'm popping this tags and blowing these bands but

in the wake of codes and keys,
With stars that deflect our destiny
If you are my sanctuary
Tell me, when will the darkness leave?

Channel 1 [Uzi]:

became mine aint need binoculars
That's my word I put that on the grape vine
I found a freak at night but she turn average by the day time
My spot been

my mama and my daddy fight when I was just a child
They blood running thru me my temperament is wild
That's no excuse tho I'm owning up to mine
Life is

Cut It

Young Dolph

Cut It

2015

way too high, you need to cut it

Run up them bands on the regular (cash)
Hittin' my plug on the celly, yeah
Tell my ex bitch that I'm sorry (my

em
Get out my face tell your dawg imma kill him
N****s be hating and conversating man I swear before god I feel like im a real one
I'm never getting

niggaz hating, I can’t even lie big bro that’s motivation,   

We help each other stack up they bread these niggaz racing, smoking GG#4 this real gas no

the ac or the blow
Four door, four toes to the pedal
Aftershock bop bands, heavy metal
Hands filthy, n****s kill me if its that real he'd kill me really
I

Aye
Mr. Bounce out with .44 nigga
Aye, gang

Real thorough nigga, I ain't never switched up
Couple niggas say I changed 'cause the big bucks
I

retreat
Backing up to walls
12 missed calls, I repeat
Jeffery Dhamer murder flow on this beat
Now they all want beef
Billy goat that's me
Stepping up I

Japanese nigga
(Self righteous as a muhfucka)
(Self righteous as a muhfucka)

How does that make you feel huh?
When your labeled by others it shapes

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

on
So unbothered by the people I unintentionally shit on
I’m putting bitches on a timer
I told her my dick like a year long
Ralph up that road and he

firin' on em
And all these goofy games
I ain't playing it
I don't care if you blood bitch
I make you lay in it
Just bought a choppa for a
Band I start

(Brrrd)
That fire can get you
We hang with them dealers
You know, with the real ones
Out on the block 
Yeah the cops they won't do none (No)
Cant fuck with

Forget school today...I'm going to the park!
A few hours later, w time passing by
I roll by school, pick up this girl on my mind
Rolling down the street

in the head
Must be careful how I play it (why?)
It get shiesty 'bout that bread (for real)
Fifty thousand up front end, when I get there pickup

off
Me, Wayne, Juve, and Turk coming show you through
Four niggas with 50 shots that's 200 at you

[Wayne]
They burn ah ah on da real
They damage fa'

to myself by my blood and now I'm choosing my kin
I don't ever wanna see what I wasn't meant to be I don't believe it

'Cause we flashback and listen to that

couple bands on twin mozzy lawyer regular real shit
Inspired by niggas that's into drilling shit Payamare paid came newkie off the dealer ship I need all

50 Shots Set's It Off

The Hot Boys

Get It How U Live!

1997

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

didn't get home on time
The fruit falls outta the tree
cnd ends up food for the flies
The end of the humble plums
That got over-ripened by pride

The Plum

the realist not ever gon flake
It’s a bounty for bands and I’m setting the pace
Say that you ran but you still running late
Let’s go meet up real brief for