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like I'm hitting the witeral gwiddy
And I'm always on one like Gator's bitches wearing jimmies
What's wrong dog
You gotta have it all
A drop-top
Account

Seven guns in the cache
Open twenty four seven
Open tongue
Like a Ti Ki
Hair blowing in the wind
Got the bitches gee king
Swear I'm a vermin
Until you see

Getting all distracted by the street parties
Playin on my sixty four
With my bros
We the most important dominoes
Yeah we know
I am and always been
Shout out

(Ya I been floating)
(Ha, tryna get right there)
(Whole lotta)
(Ha, yea I'm tryna get by)
(Ha ha hey ha hey ha )
I been geeking, floating roun' this

'm a man of my words ima treat you right
You never gone feel lonely when I'm by your side, yea
Got the i4 I'm feeling electric
Same feeling that I get when

three, four, five lil' bitch, I'm the one and Ain't shit sweet, But I swear we stack the Honey bun
Man, I done came a long way from makin' Niggas run, Used

When they sleeping I'm working
Can't sale my soul 4 nothing
Swear to God i dey give dem life
I be that nigga way  dey
Give dem vice
Way dey give dem

Gonna make you, gonna make you
Gonna make you, gonna make you
Gonna make you we can do it all night

The way we touch, can't get enough
I swear it

nigga B, he got four bitches, that's like two apiece
The way we get them bitches in
We coppin' two apiece
Bitch, I been slappin' all this fent, might make

leaking airholes
Out of Communities comes unities, shared pros
Care-ful; eyes way beyond Sparrows
And I swear Goals

Don't get accomplished, as much

I won't put you, put you in danger
Imma be your sword and shield, level up to hardcore prince
When I'm beaten I swear to get up and get ready
Ginger

Get me a b**** from the Bay
These n***** know I don't play
All I care bout is my cake
And making sure I get paid
I swear that my family straight
And I

'm off beat like a acapella(woah)
No mistake I been doing this 12 now(facts)
Been around money talk I flooded towns(bitch)
From the pound Throw up 4s wit

a quarter past three, haven't eaten at all
Time to swallow my pride and take a hit or four outside
Today just ain't my day

My hypothesis, I quickly turn

heard of me
I heard that niggas hiding come outside and pay yo Jimmy B
Cause this right here .22 count bars by 4 and that bitch shoot on beat
I don't know

It's been 4 years since you left I still can't get this pain off my chest,
Shed tears while making this song I swear to God the wound is still fresh,
Ion

Bullet chase now he rippin his socks off
You be running round town wit that rah rah
Nigga blew you like crip off the zah zah
I told auntie to bring all

gotta be feeling me
I'm up at 4 am out working all my foes
I get money and stay out the way I do what I'm supposed
None of my brothers ever crashing out

I don't really know what's your deal and what you talking bout
You listen all around for things you wanna know about with me
Don't lose yourself

by the lights
The perfect vibe the girls had smiles I swear we were hypnotized
Had a night out on the town with a crew we just got to know
We lived

Two middle fingers to the opps that tried to play me
I got shootas by my side they stay off safety
Give a fuck bout what you say my niggas cut throat

I'm sick of these corny douchebags by the masses
Quit talkin' trash, yo' ass is from Calabasas
Just 'cause your daddy's wealthy don't mean you got

’m selling selling my soul
Y’all know you don't care, but is that what you really wanna hear? Hell no, I swear
Benny Fro is almost there so keep on pushing I

station flashes by
The welcome distraction
Delays reaction
I swear I see you on the platform

There's a comfort in routine
In the silence of this train