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to bring his ass

but them are blind
but them are blind
but them are blind
but them are blind

am a young body i gonna tell you the true
Young madafucker

We’re gonna party all night
Hope y’all ready now
It’s a Blessed year
Blessed year man
Kwasa kwasa
Wasa wasa.

We made rich but man must wack
Cos I

Yea man I was stuck in my ways I was frozen
Now it's time to attack
Nah I can't waste time on yat
See I always get by with my chat
You aim one at me

"na", he wanted to type
Pitchin' my mid ol' cheese, shootin' like Austin Reaves
I know that he cappin', I could tell by the way that he tuggin' his sleeve

of it
You getting married, So tell me where's the fun in this?
I break hearts, But I've never broke my promises

Mum's the word, Big O's flow's absurd
If she gives me two looks then my goal's to flirt
Show these blerts the way home, tell em: law low
With their

fluently, you can tell when I talk (Cash talk)
Need that money immediately or I do the walk (Late bitch)
I don't got time for that, hit me up with the cash

No no no no... nor be say I wan just comot because say I wan comot
I wan comot because say I gats comot
Do you understand?
Like I want to know what

Well I been thinking 

About life and how it's fleeting 

How we spend half a fortune Just trying to get by

And Lately I’ve been seeing 

A lot

loaded, QU hold it, unh
Tell a pussy nigga by how they move
They not movin boldly
Everything I spit sick
Infect ya like the new COVID-19
Pipe dream if you

ponder, wonder if I'm ever gonna find some
Never thought it could get harder, happens when your evil
"Hello, can I be your friend-o?
Adam you're great, you

me Bad by the way I'm always Breaking
West-side city, you ain't gotta do the checking
He said he got bread, I ain't see no baking
She be taking all

Harry I hope you're doing well
I'm writing you from my lonely cell
I'm aware I'm going to hell
But first I have a few more stories to tell
Way back then

lifetimes of death by 29
If you're lucky

All the industry
All politicking
All the demons making bank on the misery

They try to justify
But don't believe

leave it all by my side 25 years of shelter
Leave me like some welfare
Call my phone like, what do you know
Call my phone like, leave me alone
Don't

Oh say can you see by the dawn's early light
Another black man killed? 
Streets will blow up tonight
Streets will blow up tonight

Are we in

father

Nimbus made another
Banger in his bedroom
Faded ass nigga
Roll up in yo restroom

Still im gonna make it tho
Do not mistake it bro
When it comes

on me you can tell by the way i'm walking
and i'm smoking pure cheetah piss this shit got me caughing
and we come from bubbleland that's the place we

Lee
Ion care if your homie don't like me
Cause for me to move fake it ain't likely
Ion take my words or deeds very lightly
If you gonna talk to me speak

You’d think it would change up
Ight
Yeah
Aye
Aye yo

Everybody on the same shit as before, and it’s so devastating
You’d think it would change up
Cant

my best to just succeed 
Keep getting crushed by their brutality
So tell me is there anything left to believe?
On the agenda's blasphemy
Oh Oh, It's

so we can hang
FOE it aint a label everything below the fam
I aint gonna make a post
So stay away from me
You aint my cup of tea
And you was using for

negative and I know I'm not the only one who knows
But when I'm trying my hardest, still it's never enough
Only with time I'll be able to tell you that

Something hard to tell
Losing control
Looking for nothing at all
I need to conceal
Look at everything you stole
shouldn't growl
By the occasional howl
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