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was cents (Cent)
I ain’t talking street smarts, i’m talking how we invent (Let’s Go)
‘Cause when we was scraping dimes, we got creative with that

own bottle
Cause we gon' party till the lights come on
And if the song stop, fuck it cause my mic still on
Man, don't see her face but I see her thong

dubbed me
Jacked I was ugly
Now they switched up
Cuz Im making money
It’s big MBM
Motivated by money
It’s 2020
I’m finna go dummy
Aye aye
It’s 2020
I’m

Imma slide in and out fuck ya ur world 
Stop running before I fuck ya home girl
This dick go by his hers there’s and ours
Phone on silent we fucking for

I ain't trynna objectify you
But I dam sure ain't trynna be lectured by you
Got snakes in her head might petrify ya
Wait let me run the metrics by

backwards
We impressed by the fame in this era
My girl a queen, she don't need a tiara
She don't need an umbrella either
Just give her the reign we don't need

plenty of fish out in the sea, this one's a bitch, let her leave
Dude, you act like she's the shit, does she have an ass and nice big tits?
Lately, you

go back in time wouldn't have it no other way

The morning we conceived lady bugs was in the crib
Remember asking my girl, what's the meaning of this?

team
Rough Diamond Records, better know their regime
You know we go hard with the bars and our poetry's deep
We got solid foundations and no destroying

more than you could imagine
Cause every hundred good things that are said about me
cre overshadowed by the one who don't believe in my dreams
cll it

'til the end
Let's not pretend, that you didn't fold under pressure
I was getting sold, I can't be controlled
By the lies, and the stories that you told

Go be proud that you're black, but don't hate me for some credit
I'm not the white devil, neo-Nazi, cop tryna pull the trigger
You can call me what

us back again and again and again and again
There's just no moving past her
She leads me to green pastures
In a day dream she created there
She made

right out my house
Fuckin her good and I fuck on this bitch and I nut on her couch
Can't fuck with niggas these niggas be pussies these niggas be talking

Cops pull us over guess what we gon beat dat
Bad bitch and her ass soft like a bean bags
Ima pull up vrooom let the jits yell out you seen that?
Left

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Yes Sir, I Will

today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human

the lady go."
I said "Hell no, I kill this bitch and that's on the fo'."
I had the bitch by her throat wouldn't let her go
She gotta die cause they're

like track when it blow they gon run and go (Uh, oh)
SGE gon' send him to the Top (Huh?)
He got hit and then drop like a clock his times up in zone

Don't sit on the fence 
She want me to stay and lay in the bed 
But I told her ill be back by the morning 
My broski just picked half a k.......

You aint

drenched (drenched)
Wait, (wait) it look like she want a taste
Well, I'ma let her have a taste
I'm glad I still have grace
God, give me faith
I plead my case

Where the love at? I don't feel none
Stay by my lonely like I'm on the run
I learned a lot very fast I was young
Worst thing you could do is
Think

chose to go, speak out with a bounce to finesse my flow
Ain't sold by the poison, I could see the lack of the poise in the way you walk
More so hear it

Rambling when asking him, where has Carole Baskin been
I ate her husband, but I ain't her cousin
Flossing like Bob Ross, paint by numbers
These babes are

inside
Now daddy can't give no cuddles at night
Was a troublesome guy, hustlin' by
Everybody's raw, had enough of his lies
Always had Ps, now he's