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the money for the uber
No tic for tac push up foot by foot like some rulers
Stalking on the gram tryna get the drop on the shooter
They look up to that man
chilling with
See you thinking bout money, but I'm talking time
In 2020, I'm in two different pair a digms
Count the ticks as I crank up your think tank
That
to sundown no need to be ashy
Pop two pills and a line and a blunt to get high just to keep me from crashing (Keep going)
Time for action, a wolf on the prowl
off)
The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'
Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches
Tyin' up the loose
U-Turning to 9-5 cuz I got shit ta do
I need this shit ta move
Grinding so hard, I live wit Scarred knuckles
They say that things comes to those who wait
But
You don't know how that go, any way you want it,
Settin' you which way, blood I'm on it, so run it.

Who? Me, listen..

I used to roll deep with a crew
This is for you pussy niggas
Think I give a damn what shit you pop?
Yeah I hit harder I know I'm the favorite boy
I knock'em on round one
Wanna see?
motherfuckers in the cold 
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people 
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil 
But it's illegal,
Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product
the bus cuz I give shots to fucking Qusay
You'd think that I was sus, I'm with impostors like a crewmate
See me you know that I'm off that, pop that
Stop
find me yet
Still waiting for her call, 7 years, before I'ma jet (Zoom)
Never pop a pill, but I'm dreamin' like I live on Mars
Every time I see her
to I can live with that but
You gotta put back the double-knit reversible slacks"
She wasn't moved - everything stayed the same
Inevitably the first
the way
Stop thinking 
You’ve got 
Better bars to spray
You know I’m fixed 
I don’t do that shit
Its stinking up the joint
You’re not two legit 
You should
slow so they thought i was dumb
Seven six twos out the drake on a bum
Still hitting this bitch cause i aint feel her cum
You got all that bag bitch give
just my theory
My theory sturdy
When I wear my Jennings jersey
And I carry culture topsy turvey pop the litre
Thats controversy
Blood on my two seater
forehead. I guess I just blow in his ear to pop that out. This is all new to me. 18 pound baby. I have a feeling that baby will be walking long before she
my mom calling Springer and Maury
Wasn't fortunate to get bit by the spider
Isn't that kid HighTyde's ghost rider
I need my own super hero-plan
Putting
that weed, pop them xans and get out there and get it bruv
You fucking dumb? Let's go Jack"

Im a motherfucking scumbag
Bet your mum's glad
Thats im gone
even back then)
After Malcolm X dropped that one jewel on Kennedy
We already had the remedy
Aiyo, my mind make the pen bleed
I be the species
that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?

MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially
[Intro: Reel]
Got the whole crew in this bitch, you feel me?
(Yuh)

[Verse 1: Reel]
Woke up this morning I told that big brodie gon run it up
I was
a movie by that ni**a Stanley Kubrick (Whoa)
Perfect time to pop up (Whoa)
Wet you like the hot tub (Whoa)
Clean up Aisle 7, damn somebody gettin' mopped up
anybody feelin' like they live in cages
Yung rockstar I be shiftin' through the lasers
Gerald, Kevin with me when I'm ridin' through the matrix
Can't no one
add up
The killers that you glorify they don't do shit
Yo buddy died you got a Glock better use it
Blow her a kiss now she wetter then a pool pit
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