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Floatin' through the clouds  
She said she was diggin' on my sound 
FN came with 100 rounds 
Good gas, we gon' smoke it by the pound  
Got this water

vein, no sir, the work that I put in
A thousand hours multiplied by 10 is necessary for the major win
All in my bag, it ain't no coming out it
I'm on my

I'm fried
Wanted development tell that bitch bye
Got a new bad bitch she ride by my side
Can't even lie I been feeling ha vibe
Heard he not treating you

elements (Element)
Pipe dream in her mind judging by her silouette
I (I)
Make my way to the main stage
Shit is popping off like I just shot a 12 gauge (Buck

Tucked beneath my waist band
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
With a 50 Cal' on my left shoulder (Boom)
And a 45 on the right one (Bow)
Aim a 12 Gauge at your ugly face

a freak freak I'm tryna skeet skeet record it on a flick like a porn
It's no competition I'm in to win it and I'm fixing to stop at no limit
I'm not like

never trusted you
You a thot, got hit by the whole crew
Set a nigga up, and he won't even have a clue
Yeah that nigga stuck like some glue
Knock ha head

li heart drop
I was 12 years old told da nigga Now you My biggest opp
When I get a li older swang da door I swear ya getting dropped
Ion like to play

shooters waitin' for you if
You look at me wrong muerte!

12 gauges were perfect for these kind
Of jobs, 'cause they were intimidating
They were
Big you

loads
For we ever beef about some freaks we gone swap hoes
Can’t ever understand a bitch say she broke but she got throat
Can’t ever understand they

The Message

Sofia Shinas

Sofia Shinas

1992

Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto
Your luck low, I didn't know til I was drunk though
You freak niggaz played out, get fucked and ate

Jake, it just sounded like Jake. 
There was a struggle. 
She’d made it to the 12-gauge.
He didn’t hit her. 
He tried to hold her. Using his elbow to keep

what this drama about
What I'mma do to him it's gonna
Make his momma freak out
I'mma either get him in or
Outside of his house
People gone say "Lord, lil

the beginning. Wait 12,don't shoot I'm tired I'm finished. You woke up a lion, I'm looking for dinner. Hop out the chair wit a new Temp fade. fuck a female I'm

Skepta you're a prick, you're not major
Draw for the 12 gauge or 12 gauger
Sum wung san malai pun yo tai omi ay wung sun
Skepta's a battyman
I will end

ride if we don't leave holes
The 12 gauge ting's still breaking bones
Jakes on the ride, I can't make that known
L's on my side, still running down foes

Damn
Aye no empty pocketz when I leave the sto
She ain't gettin no mo
Ima scoot up n go (ima scoot up n go)
Fuck n walk out the door (duh)
Cuz you

on her knees make it twerk when we lay in sheets[02:32.34]She so classy but my bae a freak[02:34.45]It's waterfalls give her TLC[02:36.83]Out of town get

pings n rice allspice
N an RX-7 cuttin through'a da night
I Represent the look like the great Sam Cook
Put a star by every freak in my true black book

pain her like Curtis

Track I ran the streets at 11
He 12, he think we don't know that he tellin'
13, kicked out the church by the reverend
Still

on the floor

And I can tell she's a freak cos she texting my chick trynna get her involved

Swear by the end of the week, got the two on the bed and their both

to the morgue
Cause I'm a mother fucking street nigga

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
I had a little profit out the other hood
I used to go by her house in the wee-wee

spills in the whip or we boxing g
I'm fresher I'm fresher than swisher sweets
We rolling them up by the boxes see
I'm pitching some game at some sexy

Sit back
Relax
Let me talk my shit
It's Young Pistol
But I hit every lick with a stick
From them bricks
Made a million out them apartments
Yeah, made