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Oh
We got different life plans, I know
Tryna do what I can, so don't go, oh (yeah)
(Don't go, don't)

I just made twenty-five bands
but that

'bout to blow up, you know I'ma detonate
I'm 'bout to pour up a four in a twenty
Smokin' gas in this bitch and it's purple like gummies
If you're talking

hope nobody steals it
Got my boys selling bags zip em up we seal shit
Weis just lobbed it up then I took the ball and I jammed it
Paparazzi swarming by

your ass, go get a bag, whatever you gotta do, go do it
I was on the block bumpin' that High Class Street Music (trap)
Twenty four hours workin'

because the last 10 years was only screen
And by screen i mean that he got chemo on the team
Having mixed up feelings started smoking on the green
Then he

you out I like the way you bounce it 
She eat the dick so good I thought it was a quarter pounder 
I met this bitch by accident I left her where I found

lowrider.

Let them tops drop when you hear this beat drop, we still got these streets locked, with This Jesus Hip Hop, I gang banged for 20 years, losin hope

by technology
Used to communicating behind four walls
Now I'm not saying we're free from blame
We all have a choice; we all choose a lane
But too

want it all Brand new socks And drawers 
Twenty-Four, Eight, I want to Ball Plenty Of Shopping bags Tear up The mall, Living my Best life, ('Lil for

Lyrics wise so girls dance roll your hips is party by the sea side

Hot pant thats all I wanna see
No nikka boys you can come wit your marcara
Free free

are searching for something to find
You can come talk with me when you've got time
Pick your phone and dial up my line
Twenty four seven continue

this shit and I'm gon' throw it in they face
Ducking indictments, took the Greyhound out of town, I skipped the state
I just pick up four pounds, no, I

We on the time dat you onnn no it won't be long no it won't be long

Full of drugs come through swerving
We crash the party
An they know him by lil

Volume 10.
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to bring it with the ten out of ten
The fountain pen, the A4 trend
but now we writing on the phone while we email send

All ya SoundCloud rap stars suck it

to shreds, okay
Y'all might love him, by the end of this song you gon' hate him like I do, okay
He a fabricator, manipulator, I'm the illustrator on this, okay

private
You know the Slogan real Gs move in silence
Think I ain't got it Yo thought was lying
Drop a four in a twenty call that bitch kobe Bryant
I really

shit
A young nigga worried 'bout these blues, I try my best to stay up out the mix (Nah, foreal)

I just spent like 30 in Balenci', 20 for the rick
Skrrt

Walla 
Nah they never been fuCcin with B 
I done layed low 
StaCcd peso’s 
Told my Momma 
Yea Keep praying for me  
I Apologize 
4 the times they cried

ago a friend of mine
Called me to redefine all enemy-kind
I'm at the hospital in twenty-four and
No one knew the future
I'll take it everybody knows

she legit
forget about the past
all your sins
its winter
but your body got that heat
yeah tonight keep it lowkey
other girls sit by my side-ide
I won't

way and sometimes break the rules.

I'm on a trip, finally at my destination, 
cause I took that 4:20 to Garcia y Vegas.

Ayy, always been a black sheep
Strugglin' to work the ATM
I just bet 20K on black at the MGM
When it hit, champagne bottles
Bring the paper in you

Perfect Execution

Krayzie Bone

Smoke on This

suicidal
Kray psycho like Michael
Ehh hee
Comin' back like I just sold a sack on the 99
Drive by n I kill em with words, bloody, a mess all over the curb