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to bed now
Cause Santa coming Santa coming
Yep he'll be here in the morning
And  I hope you bring me every single gift that I ever wanted
And so I say one

Never a drought
You all about fame
Then we not the same
I’m all about money
Don’t do this for clout
Smoking that loud
Got me up in the clouds
I be

if you follow a boat
You don't know where it goes
There's a cliff at the end
After all of your rows

Just don't give up on your climax
Trust me

bad hoes sell that booty by the kilo
She workin' that pole, tossin' dough ain't no filo
The grind got me stressed, losin' hair like its chemo
Number 5

the *slurp slurp* she top me off

People don’t stay the same nigga I know 
My brain is a loaded gun grab a rifle 
Murdered by a knee nigga fuck 5-0
This a tale

on an easel
And I fire it up and I head towards town
Them stars and bars ain't never goin down
Whoa whoa whoa man, let me explain
You know I fly that for

booth
Bro is the truth
Should stay tuned to the tunes
Stanning that man is the move, yo
Fiya B got the Flo-da turn the show up
So tell me do you know

especially if we dont see eye to eye
I'm gonna get a mill by twenty five
but I feel like there is more to life
soul ties, I don't want a wife
can we help each

And ,Oh Bitch, be wary...you fuck up, I'll type up your obituary.
It reads...
Mr. So & So was walkin' to the corner store,
Stopped by some dudes rollin'

ridin’ on the bus no more
We was itchin’ for it since a tippy toe
Hunnid bottles by the liquor store
See I’m sitting low, I be tippin’ slow
Watch me work

like I'm a demon
Double V S on my neck and its Fiji
I choose my time when its AP or Richie
User busy when you call cause I'm litty
And all of my homies

Big Ballah

Mr. Pookie

Tha Rippla: Screwed

2000

I chose, I keeps it real
Went to ballin' came wit time, I suppose, you know tha deal
Bring my drink so I can chill, and pass me my weed
Big ballin'

Moving up, forever blessed
You'll fuck it up if you compare me to the rest
Got this shit on lock if they let me
I'm five streets, still pocking out my

This is the sad sad truth I think I'm losing you
I did some dumb shit in my past cause I'm a fool
Chillin at jabar like I'm Kareem Abdul
We hungover

some brand new Jordans
These niggas move green
I can see loathe
20/20 my Cartier lens
I’m going ham on every song
Carry me by 6 still fuck them pigs
Beat

He den bless me for a minute
I can't fuck with niggas
Cause jealous when you winning
When you do shit independent
Keep yo ground and stand yo pivot
I

Putting double C's on your mattress
By myself I'm syndicate
You can't ignore what's imminent
Yea I got the roll let me send em in
No you're not the one
Girl

now
Beverly hills droptop S5
In the wind
State line double up
Whatcha mean
No sleep if you tryna
To be a king
Yeah I only fuck bad hoes bitch and They

I text my ex, the one that's always leaving me
Saying I could hold you down, but you just won't believe in me
I don't know what I could do, my vision

me, don't be rude homie
You don't end it imma get you ended to conclude homie
Ah
Just know that I get vicious when chasing after these riches
Don't make

they wanna stop it
All that sterling silver blinging on me
I know they wanna rob me
I just bought a brand new Gen5 Glock 19
And imma pop it
Boy, don't

Yeah

Days feel short, long road night trips
We was workin' hard, nine to five by the day
Top caught up, whole life got flipped
Had good times

cheese they wiling
Smoking gelato get high like the pilot 
I made the heat they begged me to drop it
The shit you doing we need you to stop it

I’m in

You live and you learn
No time for mistakes now
Money Dreams
Come from pissy alleyways with loads of feens
Had to get it up by any means
Now it's drop