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brother be walking with tecs
I don't even have no plan yet, I'm taking it step by step
I'm taking it step by step and you still can't pace
My brothers all

get a head nod
Let me get a mosh pit
I'm get turnt up
Then I'm gonna throw fist
Gotta have your shirt off if you playing my shit
I am not the one I will

to speak
Na she all up in my face so let me tell her what I think
I gotta pocket full of money na say what you gone do
Feel free to talk about it you can say

time I speak
It's like bundles and knots

Geeking up, playing with packs on the
Daily, just call them the Brady's
They ready to throw
'42 bottles,

at anybody 
Anybody and yes i mean anybody 
Anybody who dares to even throw a jab 
I don't care who you are you gon get it back
You gon get it back so ya

more
Ten toes on the floor, being controlled by a hoe
Who you fucking with I'm just tryna stack my dough
On gang, you don't know what it's like to feel

exotic
I didn't have a dollar, but now I'm getting to that dollar
I ran it up, no n****s there to help me f***ing out
I did it by myself, never asked

show me what’s good one time
Can ya show me what’s good one time
Can ya show me what's good one time
Peep the scene, party goin crazy
We cutting up by

pussy niggas always hatin'
Bitch, don't look me in my eyes unless you wanna meet fuckin' satan
They throwin' shots like it's a rec game, but lil' nigga,

shit up first 
N don’t flinch lil nigga put yo chin up jerk 
Take this whoopin like a man hope it get you back on track 
Don’t do what they expecting you

bottles
Gone throw it up
Boo koo niggas on your furniture
We done tore it up

Don't know how to act
But we do boo koo stunts
We got boo koo sacks so we need

on that shit, fuck niggas get shot, we gon throw him in a boat 

He was talkin that shit let’s go 

10 shots it was murder she wrote 

I don’t got time for

I'm not sure
Does anybody make trill shit anymore
All up in club surrounded by Michael Kors
Like do bitches even have real tits anymore
Bow 'till your

to verse u

Hook
-Baby I’m jus tryna build a wealth that we can’t run out 
-jus turn around iGot the WORLD Scum’d Out
-n we made it, 
Lil mama, why da fucc

to the top, so now they gotta watch me pass by
Kept it quiet when they was doubting , I'm finna show they ass now
He like how I kick my pimpin', but I told that

hating nigga hectic
I just ignore em & throw em the dressin
That's what I mean by ain't no pressure
We got the (?)
We got the (?)
My lil baby red

I can't tell if she joking or not but bitches got about eighty like
I love the ladies
Gimme head in the whip like Mercedes
She ate it up like that

the struggle ill thrive 
I win my own fights
I throw down with the system 
I know my right i know whats right and i know whats wrong 
I got out of it and i made

gettin' high
Don't need no scale for no work, I can tell you By my eye
Real homework on that skit, mm-hmm it hit Different
Guess you cuffed  yo lil ' bitch,

Fuck around take it up to ten
Sky is the limit I'm going beyond
Gotta turn up man you know that we on
I'm not on that bullshit most people be on
My lil

before I had a phone
I stuck niggaz up before y'all lil' niggaz started to bone
This that Sheek Louch shit, y'all niggaz tryin' to clone

Let's be real,

tell me i ain't street if ion ride through the hood 
I dont really give a fuck cuz my people they good 
Lil freak broad wit me she gone eat up the wood

gon wipe that nigga, yah
Even though it's hot out, keep it tight
Lil nigga
No tae kwon do, I won't fight that nigga
(Yah) bad as hell, they won't write

cant be your hub baby I aint gettin married
I'm stand fuckin bitches, it really very scary
My lil cousin named Terry told me that I fucked him too long