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bitches been bad
I don't like to think about it
member I was quiet all my heard thoughts been loud
Said I'm a humble active hyper addict
Stumble in a cypher

of the day it rinse and repeat

Pistol by my side this aint discrete fifty round glock I'm packing some heat
I'm real drunk I need children to beat they got

call me philthy
Never trippin but on mommas I still feel things
The way I grew up made me insecure as fuck I got teased by the niggas wit bitches I had

want to scam she sucked me off because what I made her
And these bitches want to be around for this paper
And you want to be the gang then get money is

Bitch stop don't ask me why I'm pissed off
Hundred grand for the wristwatch feel like Musk bitch 'bout to lift off
Nowadays wanna book man got them

see you in the morning
He gone eat it up for breakfast drink me up like a mimosa
Drunk in Love , it ain't no chaser
Ripping off my fashion nova
He can't

when you came in the world with nothing
Accomplish your goals grind stop that capping by and bluffing
Stuck in your ways thinking that you never go

from the mattress
She's an actress just trying to play her part
By the time we done with the action
But
I skip that part where she breaks my heart
Cause

Started as the worst, had a slow start
Bitches, by my side, like they costars
Shoot you in yo eye
Make a movie
Make a movie
Now you on a poster

just wanna make it out and stack sum pape
Get on yo grind den stay out da way
And don't be bothered by these bitches they not paying
And keep yo stick

them pick it together
I tell my bitches I love them and they the pick of the litter my nigga
Just drive fast when you be thinking that you luh dat bitch

don't know if I can cry in church
Plug done hit my DM like he lookin for da X
Baby in the cradle lying crying
I still hear the nineteen millimetre
God I'm

and glory
Yeah, always need the glory
I ain’t taking shit if it ain’t for me
Yeah, only taking flowers in the present life
Seen niggas switch like day

bitches trash
Cappin' out yo mouth, I vanish like I'm Casper
You stupid motherfuckers, you can go and lick the barrel, run
I got you in my scope, I cock it

Keep bout three four bitches on me
On me, Nigga I ain’t got sleep all week but I bet you young nigga gone eat 
Get it by any means
East side nigga with

VERSE 1 

This one for the winners (ok)
Keep going hard (ok)
Keep chasing that paper until the Maybach is yours (ok)
Private jets with champagne (ok)

that ass. Girl it’s ballers up
In here so you surrounded by cash. And
My momma taught me young, if you 
Ain’t first than you’re last. And I’m so turnt
In

the map 

Sold it by the sack, focused on the racks 
Got packs for the low low bitch no cap 
Cut off the bozos than got stamped 
I been on my solo tip in

Siping Bacardi on my rum shit //I told my niggas I ain’t playing with these bitches I don’t come quick in dat toungue shit lick lick ///uh/ pep just

Verse 1:
Calling all my Queens 
Who turn up and hit the mufuckn scene 
On tha liquor or she like to hit the green 
Roll up 
If Hennythang can happen

Like toast woah
I do what i gotta do
Kill all these fucking fools
Chill by the damn pool
With these bitches and my crew
I gotta move 
I gotta move
I

Always tried to leave my mark 
But I was never chosen 
Keep the currencies going 
Follow me P150 is loading  
See charts like Murder 
Murder by the four

the summer up South padre in a hummer truck 
Got a mansion, 10 bitches, on a island we high as fuck 
Back to the crib start playing pool got in the pool

Hard times it’s just me an nobody else.
Tuff round your gang but what can u do when your by yourself. It was me vs the commonwealth. 10 cent a hour