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had switch up so now I’m jus  driving this Porsche 

You wanted loyalty that’s wat I gave you so now I’m jus riding of course 

You my lil baby you know

might catch a new body

I just put the kit right on the bentley  gave it a new body

Sippin wocky feeling cocky on juice diet

I aint from memphis but i

he never passed up a good gamblin' game.
Money and danger were what he craved,
Fearless in the chase, for the thrill it gave.

But remember, Black

shoot ups or gangs cruising
And drive-by’s like I’d sag my pants selling crack
Who does?
I don’t know why, I ever gave weight to these little close minded

It was life or death there was no respect shooters shoot above the neck
I had Lil J by my side until he died something went wrong
So I put my emotions

Ain't no competition now, I go cop a big ass chain
Ain't my way to flex, I tightened up and focused in my line
I got better things to do, like get

yours
I been kinda pissed off
I need to take 5
But then a days' lost it feel like I waste time
Feel like I chase time
Revenue by the tick-et
I could feel

space she gave me outer world loving
And I don't leave without the Drake I'm about to fuck up the function
I don't rap without the bass y'all thought

Then you front on all that love
First you said that I deserve it
Now you fight, don't want to serve it
Gave it some time, so make up your mind
Don't

While I walk the line
My city morphs evolutions

Long island to Staten
Brooklyn the Bronx and Manhattan
Remember back when queens gave birth to kings in

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(Gave her like two hunnid I'm generous)
I think my bullets really homophobic hit up everyone
She wanna pull up n suckin me, she a one of one
I

nothing comes easy in a one church town

Two kids in the yard and another on the way
She's sitting by her mother's side begging her to stay
There was

broad different day, red head one blue
Ghetto fab rub me down, white girl by the pool
Serve a pack, by the ounce, get the cash make a move
Play it cool

hit like 808s
Spreading love but they gon hate
I’m not blind to opportunities, my niggas gon take
We been making play by play
Gotta get my momma Right

Light that baccwood up
Light that baccwood I was struggling I was struggling
Now I'm hustling
I'm still struggling
But I keep hustling
Ain't never

that she cant have so I gave the world to her
We met we bond, some lovin
Can't compare nothing in the world to her
I used to love to hit her up

Had

spoilt brats done fucked me up man
They don't know about my struggle, they don't know how I'm working hard from a plan
Whatchu know about fifteen ks

Bro gave me a pound of za' was smelling up the whole block
Had to get off quick we was tryna' sell the whole stock
Like Jazz we'll bust your window

levels to the success he wasn't thinking like the rest 
I had my shortcomings through it all was a test 
I gave my loyalty to people who would use me

We both rock bands and both tote heavy metal
So big, I'm ready to die for it
Disrespect who? Bonnie and Clyde for it
She keep that ruger by the thigh

a realer story rather dilatory
When applying his depilatory (Jesus Christ)
Got a cumbersome 40 year old madame
Up under his shorty, but I ain't mad at em

you down just to prove it
Three layers deep, still keep my dreams lucid
Third eye blind till I ate a few shroomies
Then by the third time I was trippin

the fame again
But that's not what I came for
I do it for the Lord
The only one who came forth
The one who made the stars you see on tv by day four
The sun

I go by the name Giddyup
Beyond the music

Boy

Million dollar dreams last night I had a conversation with scarlet sound and brodie told me things 
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