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me off 
Then drink out his glass 
Dawg don’t hold her hand 

Yeah don’t disturb my peace 
These boys is posting up with bitches 
Ran through by my team

A stupid boy wouldn't know the value of a real diamond even if it's written right in front of him,
All these beautiful bodies that we're seeing

women always super bad around me
You would think i'm wifi the way they asking about me
You would think i'm Velcro they get attached around me
Anxiety

my phone, I don't even follow her
Don't let the hoe see me all it takes is a peek it's slow she a goner
This is not no little boy game, really running

(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
Carrying such a heavy load, (Do-do-do-do-do-do), Yeah
And so the story begins, so here we go
We 'bout to journey down this little muddy, rugged road

to your feet and go 
I think it's time to move!
It starts by believing that you can defeat any obstacle 
You've got to...

Push right through
Finish what

gleaming, long flights, getting racks, we do this every season, she love my style when I'm rocking Sergio Tacchini x2

Little malaysian getting her back blown

Boy, leavin' you, you think it's easy to do
Really, I think it's much better without you
Should I feel good? Should I feel bad? 
Don't know what

flubber shit
I'm so mob, I don't love no bitch
I just love my bread, first I love my kid
A little dink on head, my niggas guts real
They be itching to kill

me juego vago, dolo kilo)
What? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, wrist, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Uno, I killed it)

CELINE by my face, ain't seeing no evil
Do my own

isn't why it's done
The bad boys don't wanna fight with us
They wanna join up and make a final run
But I don't really like them cuz
They gonn' see me

consumed by my music that I feel lifeless
Introspective on a record they won't listen to it
Everything I give is making me dream until I'm lucid
Mind gone so

name the road after me
Real niggas on the leap ,I be dreaming I was counting up a hundred thousand dollars on a beach
Boy, I got jays on my feet
Polo

you need you a athlete
Me, I’m thug that skipped class
Supreme bag, Ipad, a little cash
I do this for Phil when I feel bad
That was my nigga for real

a bullet on my dope boy shit
I know you see the ice cold risk
Pull a bullet ngga
Pull a bullet ngga do you take a bitch

Show shorty at the dealer
A bad

He looks like a DUMBFOUNDED banana
So now I'm stepping up to him
And just BUST A RHYME
Saying I'm a DOCTOR slash SOULJA
BOY who has no time
And that

on yo set put it all
On the line for respect I never did
Shit I regret R I P to big b on
My chest like a ape imma beat on my
Chest wit a bad little freak

the park
I walk them streets every night
In search of fiends every night
Turnin' dreams to real life
Like fuck what's wrong or right
That young black boy was

boogers in it
My team shine, came up from T-line
Street life, city boy
I never got it by the seaside
I've got shooters in South
And West and Eastside

I don't got a pencil or pen in this bookbag
Added like ten to the clip 'cause it look bad
Don't give a fuck if you pissed, nigga, get mad
Or you

know bout me
(Oh oh oh)

Aye
I've arrived muhfucka
Been a ghost for a minute. I'm alive
Like communion, boy the juice come with crackers on the side

all in my face
Flavored grape
Boy I'm not surprised
You been talking shit
Yeah I heard
Now you wanna lie
I don't think you're ready for this state

I got this, i got this little light
I know that it shines
Even when i feel like i ain't feelin' nothin'
Been in the gym, tryna work it out
Goin

skating on these boards
Like a game of spades, catch me never going board
I ain't playing with you boys but I will keep the toy
Right by my side just in