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for this hoes
I bop my head to larga vida
Y raise my hands for some hope

corriendo recio
no de sirve de nah
con  tanta prisa te puedes tropesar

cuida

And the reasons only I know 
Under the sun under Apollo 
Being invincible is the motto 
A wordsmiths words are never hollow 
Hey do you follow
And by tomorrow they

dollars the streets owe me
If she ain't with the movement she got to go
I ain't about losing over no hoes
C-Roc Stay Winning since the little leagues
Yacht

me in the dark
It's been that fo sho
Know what it be
I'm just smoking alone  
Know what it been
Surrounded by hoes
Gaining to nothing
It's what's been

Uh
Trevor turn it down
Who want the smoke?
My blunt getting rolled
By a bitch that I know
You know that she go, uh
She never say no
And she digging

got these hoes mad
Money call I call back
Catch a bag and all that
Pass to my bro he caught that
Call me Roger Staubach
Or call me Big Ben
Stack my

Please don't call me 
by my name when we here 
people watching 
They be talking 
They be hating when they see us 
Big Dipper
I'm Talking big shit 
Got

they can't stuff in there vagina 
Syke I'm lying
I didn't have enough work 
Besides I did the bagging 
To calculate worth
Got it all packaged up 
Now

do she swallow
Beat it like Kongo
Semen on her tonsils
Keep my dick by yo bitch lips like her nostrils
I am on of the gifted chosen apostles god know

be getting wrapped up
I honestly think that god has given up given up

I'm a reject of the motha f****** devil
I'm a rebel
Got my foot up

pray for my enemies
And I still look in the mirror and say we gone get it by any means…
Any means necessary
Yea, uh
Rolls Royce truck with the stars got

had you but he fumbled yea he lost ya
You wasn't gone settle to find better
Then I caught ya
Got these niggas nervous
They look down soon as I walk by

stuck by myself yea its been a lil while
These battles don't get shit in mind
Could give a fuck a critique Ima go through my mind
I been battling through

on the whip it screech when I ride by
Bitch I been thumbing through the poultry this ain't no Popeye's
What I been smoking got my eyes red as hell
Young nigga

fucking up the town
Smoking loud by the pound, you can keep your ounce
Cause we straight, my nigga, swag on straight bait, my nigga
Pulling hoes all across

caught on

Knew n***** my whole life got me feeling strange

Thought we said the money came
we never would change 

Sharing clothes
sharin' hoes

all of em be in
You niggas hoes I see you crapping
Some of you got fears
Aye yeah aye uh-huh I need go in and go in and go in
Yeah I needa go in and go

the panic to your disco
Come get disrespected
I guess a bitch without an address
Ain't gon get the message
How many times got to say your anger misdirected

by my side
Who can I trust? Staying on my ten toes
Don’t step on my way, lil bitch
Depressed, and I ain’t got a reason to be
I’m too numb, I never

think why 
These bitches hate me
Last relationship drain me
That's why I don't 
Fuck with vampires
And i don't 
Swim with leaches
I got to many hoes
They

the game I can give them a chance my young Knigge got them he popped’em & ran
Tell that I’m fly baby look how I land 
Man we have the sauce like it come out

rappers is some coons  ( Dey coons) 

Industry hoes dez n iggas is slow 2 def

Niggas is dying too soon 

I’m doing dis  4 da generation unborn 

Sunning

Cutting up moe cabbage,
Bitches begging for carriage,
Got em’ on they knees still begging for marriage,

But that’s how it goes,
I gave you bread but all

Who are you with?
What you pursuing?
Send yo location, damn I knew it. Tell that bitch she'd be dead by the morning.

I'm like girl, I'm with the bros,