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want my position they jealous fr cus they see that I'm Winning
My denim and linen it say true religion
A glizzy is in em that's just how I'm living

This

Pop Trunk Wave

Trae

Restless

2006

Asshole By Nature

[Trae]
They know I'm here to bring it gangsta, when I'm sitting on something glass
I'm original Screwed Up Click, I don't believe in

ride
And you know the cash app Niggas gon' slide
Too Many girls around me I need two wieners
Y'all niggas can't see me I'm Black John Cena
All black,

from me
Somebody show me the top five
I knock guys under
Six feet when the shots fly
You not fly
Stop by the chopper with a cocked eye
The scope on top

a dub, any profit I get I'ma double up
Front me a pack I'ma fuck it up, you gon see me ride out with a buttercup
Boy it ain't shit to hop right in

You don't wanna see me without my medication
I got bottles of pills that keep me from goin' crazy
I keep smokin' and drinkin', nigga, I'm still

Unky stressed, he'll kill you hmm
(Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby) Unky stressed
Huh

Unky stressed
He'll pop your top for a pack of cigs
I don't do it in

to test me and uhh... 

(Richie Rich)
Shoot me down if ya want
and miss tha chance ta do it live
When I stroll by I see that look in yo eye
You wants

believe I drove an hour, no overtime on top (whacker)
We talked about it, they made me out incompetent
When I'm the ocean keeping them afloat and continent

& Stealing
Better Not! But im off a dat pot, Healing, Plottin my next trip to top!
Prolly gon string up, bring up, another c-cup, Fox to Bite, IM
Sockin

Aye uh
Let me gone head and rap
Uh yeah
Let me talk my talk my shit
I don't really see a nigga in my way
I know I can be hard headed sometimes
Can't

headfirst
Unrehearsed and freelance, you've made me your sticky fan

My honey-coated hands feel like a fistful of dollars
Amusingly, you holler at my

a millionaire by the time school ends.
Fuck my life on the run
Just to walk i should stay strapped
This the life of a convict.
The blunts in rotation 
Thee

No major label, no minors
I'm in a different league
In between the lines they read
I see the disbelief
I see the doubt
Undoubtedly there's my history

the game
So change what we do
And the niggas that claiming
To do what we do
Are inspired
By fire on tracks
We ran through
See mission we beat it
Lame niggas

Follow what my soul do
Heard you think the world done
Allat shit is old news
I'm all by myself now
Nigga, so I can't cry
Tryna do the right things
Always

I'm in mode now
I just hit the blunt, I'm in mode now
Run up on me wrong, you better listen now
I got hella shooters, and they ready to ride
Lemon

by any means
See rap has many soldiers
But it only remembers it’s kings
(So tell me what do they want)
They want a five star
Leader of the new
But who

pummeled by some paintballs
Balling last night and now guaps what I ain't got
And who's this fine bitch just wearing socks and a tank top
Yo what happened

on, aight?
As my time be movin' by, I'll be rockin' Lou' Vuitton, naw
That's that poshy boujee on god, I just need a studio mic
This that passion too

it
Chasing dollars, and when I finally get it
So, I let it grow on, day by day
I guess till I get old, or till I finally know
Heart froze, from lack

a song by Greta Van Fleet
This shit sweet, I'mma play it on repeat
I'mma play it on repeat
'Til you fall asleep
'Til you fall asleep
'Til you fall asleep

(Nick on the track)

I just got a new opp
Finna pick his ass up at Cookies
Seventy-five dollars an eighth
 but the nigga gas good lookin'
Pull up

mind hates the attention 
I'm sorry suicide didn't work but keep on living

Mama beaten by some niggas, If I see em I'm a kill em 
She prayed till she