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you copy everything I do, man, you a phony
Talkin' bout he set me up, I set you up, you ain't gon' want it
Used to be a bro, but now I can't even claim

make a flick reel wit yo hoe, yeah 
Ima need dat party bus like lit lit 
In da back seat get twerked on by a fake butt she cant feel shit
Solo cups

let's make it clear
I'll prove it I'm gon shine
Y'all can't stop my grind
I Just been doing this like I'm inclined
I know my inspiration is divine
Ya boi

wish it wasn't true fact that sometimes I like hate
It motivates
Fuckin' motor race
I'm entertained
By cold debates
But y'all don't know when to stop

'stop'
It spreads up through me until I am caught

Silent alarms ring through my head
I'm gripping my thighs until I have bled
Chest feeling heavy I'm all

to take a chance, pull the trigger, that's it
Half-wit, you missed the identity
Take away the flesh but you'll never kill the entity
He's a friend to me

hands
Imagining the worst case, Like being in a sketchy place
But I got my friends with me, Real ones and not the fakes
Chilling out by the lake While

bureaucracy and lost
Trying to help their fellow man when people were yelling, "stop"
For the red tape cutters and the rule benders
Sometimes you've gotta play

Ima stop
Can call me your friend, but you ain’t my loc
I can’t understand how they still gon’ mock
I flew to the moon came back with these rocks
She

that, tell me how you like, tell me how you like it

Baby how you like it, you seem excited
Yo pretty face cant hide it
Bottom lip you biting
VIP in

Kgale rele botsa gore re phela ka this hiphop
Every day re betha beat'i KO
This time yeah we don't stop
BC got a dope hit,we about to blow quick
Katz

Agave Breakfast
Composed by Jan Branicki (DJ Pain1)

Aye I gotta gotta go away
That's what they say at least that's what they told me
If I gotta

lease
Now I think she by the 3 train out in the east
Last time I heard she was an artist
I hope she's alive I cant deal with grief
And I know she dont be

nigga where’s the rake?
Niggas hating on me cuz I’m balling like I’m Klay
Surround myself by real niggas got no time to play
If you on that bullshit then

name Floyd
Fuck it, I just drank some lean in court
Now I'm sluggish and the judge like what the fuck
Damn, I'm finna get five years if I don't stop

I that hard to be around
I'm not who I was in the past
If I did get an invite probably
Would of left early if I went
Can't stop thinking 'bout my next

grinding for that rari
Don't care if it's a 30 foot wall can't nothing stop me
Mike Amiri jeans every pair we going shopping
I'll get you everything that you

bummy y'all giving me plays
I'm surrounded by fakes
I tell them all go away
Stop lurking on my posts 24/7 and go get you some fucking brain
All of my

the rich get richer that's M and Ms, that's America in a nutshell
Me being modest I'm finding new zones can't even describe it
This me at my lightest
I'm

to make you laugh again
Now I'm out of the scene (ahh)

I've got this feeling, somebody, dance with me
Somebody, dance with me
I've got this feeling,

Raw hit then I quit, can't stop taking risks, from the bottom to the top in like 5 minutes
In the back crushing percs, no where near finished
Put him

I'm always getting hurt by the ones I love the most 
When they don't need nothing from me they be ghost
When I was down they used to treat me like

reasons like I'm Cardi B
But it's Gen the Cosa Nostra, here to host the Kulture
It's the light we plan to be, boy you can't stop the family.
It's deeper

right dough
Got that super tight flow that
Keeps the party rolling
Only way to stop me, pull that trigger while it's loaded
This body bag's gripping me
So