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have been outwitting my family
But now, it's time for me to give it a shot
Little pig, little pig, let me in
Napped by the hair, caught my

I’m winning ain’t it funny how I’m up
In a minute ima double all my bucks
It be tricky tryna find someone to trust
Need a glizzy by my side that gun’ll

play bout them bands
If you lift up them sticks
You surrounded by trumpets
Kill instrumentals to strengthen my mental
Naw I don't kill them been being

To nobody
Praise to the most high
Always keep him close by
Sipping on mimosas
Enjoying the culture
Realize that we one step closer
Ready to blow like
A g** in

the devil trail But his shadow is what's behind him)
As of lately
As of lately
I've been trying to smile
But it gets harder by the day
I got a permanent frown

I'm vibing, chilling by the bay
I never needed you to make it, so let's get that out the way
I ain't the type to sit around, I fell in love with

a manual transmission.
But no mechanic can fix it. I guess the damage is finished
I need a band of physicians to sit, examine the symptoms. Give me a Xanny

Nothing ain't gon come outta Mahala
I won't move
If you don't make my wallet Gcwala
Check the bio
I ain't a fly by night bozo
I need ma high herbal

in the path by the rafts beside the still waters
You lead me to that land of promise not through Sodom and Gomorra
Perfect harmony and solace
Not

the Glock by my side
Ain't no opps outside, don't be surprised
I'm still paying the price for just lying
I can't hide from my demons, they find me
I'm

dreaming
Didn't die when we were fired
Started a band without a drummer or a mic
Got a show within a week
That I thought would be the show to change my

The year passed by and he got some friends
To start up a Rock & Roll band
They got some gigs, so his Mom & Dad
Decided to give him a hand
So to his surprise,

They be asking me like, "Rob...how'd you make it high?
Chasin' music as a job without suicide?"
I molded, made the money make me blind
'Cause all I

ain't a genius cause baby I just mash notes
I see the light despite my heart being a black hole
I'll wreck your life without an effort that's some facts

She put her hands up
She made a deal with the devil now her plans are
To strip her clothes post her pictures get her bands up
And when it's over I

the reason niggas sell to strangers; get bagged by undercover
Damn money, you're a bad motherfucker
Damn money; it's mad funny..same time sad money
The false

a flight and ima pay his way
Don't act hard my young niggas get paid to chop cars
A band a make him show out with that drum like he a rockstar
They movin

gucci on me smellin' pretty bitch you need a shower
I don't see him with his homies only hoes guess he a coward
Try to come for me gon sic a bitch right

mat
Despite the emergency I see you be flexin
Showin your new cut your bands and your new neck-in
We close on the socials but in real aint connecting
It

life’s unfolding
Got to stay 100 the hunger remind me of
When I was a youngin
My stomach eating my stomach
He a, stain he be stunting
We need to rob him

The meathead guy you met
Please stay silent
I don’t to hear you talk about someone else
I want you to watch me at my show by yourself
Don’t wanna hear about
Him

A hating bitch, oh don't be that
No debating, they know we back
I replaced him, don't be mad
Hating ain't gon' bring your dead homie back
I make my

they tryn' keep him in a cell
Ain't even give my dawg a bail ain't tryna help him live his life
How the fuck we supposed to dream without the team that

but can't nobody rob me
I showed up by myself shook ones come mobb deep
Upside down twerking now roll your hips slowly
Run up the pole twerk sideways