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the pressure off my head yea
Certain people said some shit that cannot be unsaid nah
I just keep my focus on the bag I gotta get it now
Lately I've been hopin'

Mistaken huh?
Yeah, now I'm in the house with my momma bear what you heard?
And yeah I'm calling shots and I hope you heard, ya heard?
Getting in my bag

I gave you a bag of broken promises
You punched me right in the face
I love your crooked smile
And the way you make me chase
You can curse and scream

And we shooting low
So nigga don't duck
That nigga want crack
And now he a duck

Burn is nasty you know who l am
Like shawty a thot like shawty a fan
I

that Eddie done changed
He smoking weed like a chimney
Fuck it I been through some flames
I pray the lord forgive me
If I burn a bridge I won't build it

empty bags
and fill empty pockets
i fuck with all this law
what is about poor?
war
i care no more
and when city burns
we've got to admit what we've done

I packed my bags and I headed west
Drivin all night, watched the sun burn red
Praying for a place just to lay my head
These restless thoughts have

the Nigga for the bag, cause he got the lows
And I got the hoes, they be calling my name on stage, I'm doing a show
Need 50 a show, I just take it, then I'm

Replace the beer mat Deface the camera to see what leers back
Rubber bullets aim the bean bag
Peek above rock like your being a meerkat
Check the epochs

to vacay with a little fade
Start genuine but go feeling fake
I burn my name up then go alone
Ran outta food in my own home
Made outta class in my BOLO
I'm

in yo life how the fuck you gone be great
Burn a wood getting baked while Im bagging up this cake
Then sit back and calculate how much mo that im gon

an attorney
I gotta stay trapped cuz these niggaz'll burn me
I rather just listen not talk cuz I'm learning
My pockets got fat like the klumps call me Sherman

I done made a bag of money like I'm fendi
Sent me when they said they different had me crying
It had me screaming out real loud I'm dying

Gone with

of war when I'm poor
Get that bag, buy the store
I draw blood with my sword
Life is fair, give me more

Fuck a bitch, ride my dick, give me head
She got

Flying jets everywhere
New destinations
Louis bags all the way
Outings for breakfast
Diamonds glow on your skin
But you're not shining
Why you're not

dogs they got money to burn
Put that foreign in sport you ain't in it I'm gone
Damier speedy that Louie for her
Guess that she like it she chewin me up

make me sing
Okoto are you from Sokoto
Bum bum Bella
Say she want goodie bag
Say she want naira
She be like cigar
She dey burn my liver
If I leave her
I

music til I die

Everything I dreamed, now I see it coming true
Gettin' to the bag like I got nothing to lose
Everything I've learned
Everything I've

my bag
Calling the stops
Put me on top
Nobody holding back
This is return of the mac
Cuz one thing I learned is to strap

And realized had to sever

Billie Jean (Oh)
I ain't never heard nobody say your shit was fire, all I heard was cricketing
Bitch off these uppers I burn ho
Vetements tee with the lil'

Let's go to the bar
Let's go to the bar
Let's go outside and bum a cigarette
Burn (Take another shot, wanna take another shot, wanna)
If you feel

catch
The mf dub
Happy
Excited
Glad
Laugh
Why hating on me
Jus tryna get da bag
Fuck it pussy
Must jus want to see a nigga
Fail
So ima speed up
Leave

But that's the past
Just leave it at that
Picking up my bag
Strained my back
Should've separated the 20s for the benjis
It's aii though
Ima make it back

In the dancing red hot flames
I see your future burn
In the lightning doghouse
People crying out for the savior's birth

Morning sunlight creeping in