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window when I go to sleep 
Want a better life for me and the whole team 
I don't wanna push tree by the OZ 
Go around the city ask people know me 
Bitch,

Three boys working on a slave gang
Chained in the cottage at night
Killed the overseer, broke down the door
Now they gonna shoot us on sight
Night

Let's head to your crib, you can jibber-jab
We'll head upstairs and I'll give it a stab
She took her panties off and the door shut behind me
Oh yeah, her

one of they finest wines
Then you started snortin lines, your life defines
the misconception of stayin down
You can't be influenced by everybody you

you couldn't buy enough
To quiet me, I'm fired to fuck up now, uptown
Stay low, my signature move like I'm signed to Duck Down
Hundred round darker,

Ooh, matched up with Blue for this track number two
Sitting on the biggest remix of thise year, yep
You can't stop me with my foot in the door
Why are

Look...
I Told Y'all! That I'm destined for sovereignty 
But I find myself once again broken down in mediocrity 
Clandestine lies told secretly,

worried bout how they glistening
The words missing
A certain something
They copycats
I’m the Black Dahlia
You can tell the difference
By the precision in

friendly competition
Keep your feelings at the door
Or remain in your feels
Get you a Drizzy deal
I did three faces with the attic
Time to reveal how I

somebody else makes you smile
The next day I was full of woe
Don't leave me girl
Stay with me
Be with me here by my side
I beg you not to go

Chorus
Seven

Verse 1:

In my darkest hour,
I stood my ground
There was a part of me, that still believed
But would not let me down

Verse 2:

I don't know how,

I don't give a fuck it's like a horse with a broken leg
An old crusty ass broken down piece of shit
What's next?
Next time I see ya
I'll pull out my

Money while we sliding down the back street, In a cold zone we don’t got to pack heat, we just smoking on a beast looking at the stars, thats far away

Us, I swear to god, they learned they lesson
Got some killers down to die for
Me just like it's 9 11
You ain't never seen a hundred racks
Get off my

niggas in the streets I got my heart from it, once we all squashed the beef I got my squad from it, writing down what I seen I got my Art from it, Choosing

Slide in this bitch super fast,
I just rolled up me an eighth,
A 3.5, 
This shit super gas,
Kendre got smoked by the police,
So please do me a favor,

in the car
Got two burners I'm 3 deep
Pockets full of hundreds
So much dope smoke, I'm smoking that BP
Anti-mid, no 87 only 93
You could be a lick for

down and listen
Tell me all about your problems and dreams
Hold you closer while i'm doing the same
Take you shopping, drip you out in Celine

Three fifty nine is how much you owe
Like are you serious right neow bro
Hair so thin just like your body
Rizz so bad like "Hey there shawty"
Arms so

the lomane
She tryna go and eat some steak to the lomane
I keep a stick on my hip, finna blow, mane
Ayy, who the  at the door, mane?
I'm off the gas, I can't

of course I'm free 

wait I got court at 3 

Winning by majority 

Read about it read it I'm talking editorially 

Until I get check dodging collections like

we done shut it down by three
And they always want an encore always beg us not to leave
I ain't never going nowhere girl I came here just to please
She

through doors in large cities, rolling down busy highways, 
Seeping into valleys and soaring over mountain tops. 
Spreading the terrifying beauty of her

the lomane
She tryna go and eat some steak to the lomane
I keep a stick on my hip, finna blow, mane
Ayy, who the  at the door, mane?
I'm off the gas, I can't