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Where niggas die
You never roll up all alone
Better keep it by yo side
Don't let it go
She told me that I'm her
Baby daddy
Damn she crazy catch me
Imma

where by my side
It's complicated, that's the only thing that I can say
Infatuated, that's the only game that we been play'n
Exasperated, leave me feeling

you sayin
When my mind is on capitol
Cuz if it don't involve money
Just go ahead and wrap it up
No excuse
But all the time I wanna stack it up
I've had

Falling for these broke bitches swear my mind playing tricks on me
Should've been on my own don't got no bros only blood is the fam
Stay posted up at throne

you (you)
by
Using just the basics
I don't need too many tools (tools)
To cover just the basis
You could never fill my shoes (shoes)
I ain't wearin'

Yo

With my YG, what's poppin'?
Stop it, he don't wanna talk, just knock it
If I put one hand behind, just cock it
And shoot through your pockets
So

Tongue game make a bitch weak
I don't complain when he in deep
Ima whisper can you feel it
He said yeah I love the feeling
Legs up to the ceiling
Bust it

who choose not to be there for me, that's why I don't say nothing

Bitches treat me like a joke, this ain't YouTube, I ain't a play button
Tried to blew

the bastards who run it/i don't have a silver spoon or been adopted by the drummonds/my skin tone alone sets a bigot off, cased closed/but back to the topic

spit
Breaks necks
Spinal chords
they too hype for my shit
Every verse is too lit
Ain’t no ice my wrist
But yo bitch wanna suck me
And swallow my kids

that's not what my name is
(Oh)
Hoping I cave in?
Music's too loud, can't handle the cadence?
I made hits. Though no-one can play it
Keep your voice down,

left
White gold
White boy on the microphone
Levi's. 3 stripes on my feet I'm
Eastcide. 7 tatted on my chest
Massachusettsdopeshit
Homie don’t forget. Yo

If you don’t wanna ride I’ll go solo
We can go to Cuba play Bongo
Like why you so tense just let go
Just sit back relax let the wind blow
Now be quiet

in a Dough race
Like I'm gluten free never Knew how dough taste
Now I'm gunning for the spot on yo stage
Shootin for the top at any showcase
Sleep

thing (spoke)
Turned to be a forgetful thing (thing)
Bitches say i'm fake (how)
But i don't play that autotune (no)
I auto sing, take some kush (haa, haa)

the day I put all of us on
And have them boys out in LA with me
Woah
These niggas know not to play with me
Yeah
No No No
30 shots in the glock and it stay

"Let’s go 
I’m well aware you are unprepared 
I play the game I don’t care who out here playin’ fair 
The stakes are high and I know that I’m very

still wish him the best
Cause its a cold game, we ain't playing with a ref
If you don't play it right then yo ass getting left
I'll never leave my niggas,

care of yo children don't follow up niggas
Play gangster turn pussy when karma come get em
Take care of yo children don't follow up niggas
Play gangster

I'm a villain load the magazine with bullets
Got my finger on the trigger I might pull it
I will fire trust me you don't wanna push it
You just mad

again
On god, We ain't never going broke again
Yo, I don't think heard you bro, switch up the flow
Take a breathe of fresh air just to get a natural high

got no time for this shit baby roll up
I ain't got no time for no games baby pull up
I don't need you up on my ass
You gon call up one of your whores

Actin' shy but I don't blame ya, no
Diamonds shinin', bodies shakin', uh
Tell me when's the last time you went all night long?
Actin' shy but I

I know not to give up cause I know my feelings too strong
You asked me do you love me I said Yo no se i'm sorry
Due to my past it's been hard to love