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with people
Just light up my weed nigga I just be booling
How you the homie left me in the blind
When you was sleeping I was shooting
I live by
Fuck it, H-A-T-E- M-E do that
Your whispers don't reach me, I'm somewhere getting blew back
I'm probably in a blue lac, or maybe in a red jag,
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Party by myself
Rather be inebriated
Got nobody else
My words are abbreviated
Buy the whole top shelf
You can't
spend their every night, uh
Here we are sharing a space with them
Grad tripping, trying to avoid tripping up on a nightly basis
Pre-gaming by the pool
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You used to be my man, we used to be in love
Since we parted ways things is gettin' rough
Just because I got a kid by you
Don't give
shooting Cannons
Can't find my family lost and Abandoned
Getting hit by the fires  the babes get To fanning
Now I'm out here doing nothing get to Xanning
back when New York was dirty
Hat low wit two box cutters in my certy
Queens was my residence, AQ
Marine Terrace, right by the water, the greatest view
like it's a frat so initiate my past
Pass me another glass and I knock it backwards
I've been chilling by myself 2am on my own though
Bottle in my hand
who can deal with me
Feel with me get acquainted with the chills in me
Kill with me, when its comin to the skills
Buck 50 leave you with red necks that
don't understand it why are you here
A hundred hands around my neck every year and still I manage to keep you at my rear
You're red in the face just like
Oh yeah, waving to my haters when they walk by
Know that I been steady blazing cause I'm not right
Hold that thought a minute gotta make the flow
cup but his own by any means
She said omg stop I got a man
But still let me in between
She ain't want me to be messy
But still let me leave a scene
I be
a box
Left leaking fluids, red like fox
No disrespect, but I don’t like thots
Keep your pussy to yourself, my dicks on lock

Illuminati can’t reach me
red rum
He watch bodies fall
Ask about lil rapper, he a bitch
Tellin' on his dawgs
My heart fuckin' gone, by my lonely
Back against the wall
Look Cojack
figured how they ride
I rep my city full pride,
Like a beast I’ma stay alive
Now do you want to live or you want to die?

Targets on sight built by fight
I'd never fuck again
Bitch, don't call my phone, by now I'm tryna fuck your friend
Damn, I miss my dog, pour me up a cup of gin
Make sure that it's
Caught slippin' get filled up with hot lead
They call me a pothead cause I burn it down till my eyes red
My brother just came home from the
I'm glad to see
to the dyin' room
Turn the bathroom to the blastroom
Bedroom to the deadroom
Plain left 'em red, dead, doom

(Cell phone rings)
"Hey-yo, Pap, remember that
your rain down by me
I break down to my knees
I need some answers please
Oh I

Ok I'm coming back to murder them 
I'm planning on me
Got the rain pouring
'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Global Warming had wiped out the endangered field mouse 
The stockings were hung by
Stick by stick I'm stacking up
I've been busy working non-stop
Haven't got paid but I got a lot
Step in red covered on the floor
Ain't no carpet, proof
my tracks, and I get pulled up by the feds
Got the knife in my clutch, now I'm caught my hands red
Like a gardas gut I tuck it back up under my vest
He
song
I was on the low when things went wrong (Went wrong)
My feelings got hit by storms (by storms)
And still I made it out, I'm strong
More alive than I
over?
I’m on the come up, Is it over?
Cold heart like North Dakota
Niggas hot like Arizona
Popped a perc now the pain over
Surrounded by shooters but I’m

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