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Malcolm on, dreams of the revolution
Yea, I'm the next to do it
If Im the greatest then they say that he better prove it
Its like I paint it 1080p

to me though, woah
Swear it's perfect timing
where your mind at
She give me brain up in the backseat
Get your mind back
Looking good, yeah she from

the block
Oh word, you got the birds
We take these by the flock
Look, it's flip phones and bankrolls, p34's
We kick those and pimp hoes, whatever goes

Excuse Me
This is a mothafuckin exercise in some fly shit
Brought to you by yours truly, Drop One Da motherfuckin Producer
Drop one nigga, you can't

a ooter why you bluffin'
Don't understand, shorty why you fronting?
You might end up the next one running
With your main shorty fucking blushing
New vape

Im gettin fye wit dis shit
No Hat
Getting money with my cousin
Love him like my brudda
Hoes show me they ain't shit
Soon as I say I love her
Know I'm

Yeah
Wabi sabi papi tarantino
Never switch the lingo
Look
P-L-O Lumumba all up on my TV screen
Talking bout our politicians and their greedy schemes

Cause we know
Anything I ask for
I'll probably never get
So if I like it and I got it
Then I never wanted it
And everything is funny when
You up by 20 you

is to not let it happen
To show that they ain't got to be defined by their past and
To say what I mean and be about action
Not an excuse
To say what I

and end the day on
Lennon hunts for beachfronts to lit blunts
Now all agreed we're sippin OJ with the Dom P
Bounce and bring it like it
Counts to be

the answer
to every questions we have p
and i'm so sure
we are gonna find them all together
by spending every night
having every meal
seeing the sun rise

we play Maple Leafs
They don't show love or support more then O-dawg
With God, no limit like I'm just chilling with Sdot
Hit up lil cuz, see if he's

body compared to sum
Beat the W.A.P. bust up uh it and clean up with my uh
Leave her going home numb
Got her legs shaking
Throbbing
Going to sleep with

sober or high
Born into sin, still try not to lie
When shit get hard, is you still gone try
R.I.P Kash, that was my guy
Ride by my lonely, keep a drum

really holla never hit a bro up
Watch me go hotter I scotch 'em
Now everybody watchin' everybody focused
I go harder I slaughter me I drop proper show

the capital P

Hey yo real talk all my fans I fuck with y'all
Anybody that support me man I got love for y'all
Even these niggas that act like they can't show

'cause I'm cocky
Don't try pullin' my card
'Cause I'm too legit
By myself or with niggas
I'm with the shit
You be talkin' bout bitches you tryna get
Show

Double down kings

This ain't the nick cannon show
But cha girl bout to while out
Allah hold me down
I'm about to run up in the stash house
The only chick

It's whateva (Oh)
Yeah, its whateva (Ah)
Rich Morris on the beat (P h L y by the)
She say she into college or whateva
But she really wanna model

I’m a certified g the way I serve by the p
Call me the ice cream man, cause shit ain’t for free
Niggas, be lining up so they can see all the flavors

Yo it's Aus from the LDS
I never get stressed and never catch Z's
Me everyday I wake up blessed
Cah you know me I could never get pressed
You best

Sam P
Renew your Mind 1 time
Yeah never giving up
Staying focused on Christ
Trusting him he’s the Life
You know
He says we will face trouble in this

the field so dont get scared
When Niggas Send a blitz
Double up my profit
I was juggin Ps with counterfeit
Ballin like a laker
Swaggo P the way I flick my

Homie got the 2 2 3
Michael jordan mode
Bitch I know you see the 23
Women coming in
Shit look flooded
Pull up by the 3's
I'm with sah and los
And them