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D-Boog, nigga, he gets it in
I give no respect, nigga, I'm outside shootin' chops in the neck

Niggas know these movie clips out this Lexus thing
You know I

Live and Let Die
Sir Paul he said it
Might not now but you will respect it
Look Dear Boy I give all credit
Band on The Run
My foots embedded
"Nother kind

the chickies
I want ss sex I'm tricky
Save that dough like Lil Dicky
Don't abort I'm Mort and Ricky
Want it all I'm far from picky
Choosing
Done more than your

I'm gonna fuck up, I always bounce back, I just need y'all to take some more time with me
I wont suck up no more, I ain't the lil bro, I know ain't no

dreams (1 time for your Mind)
And my dream is to shine a Light deep into the depths of man
Exposing a Universal Oneness that exists within us all
That

the hardest pill to swallow
All you nighas in denial
If you let it money pile
Im just kicking with I know
Articulated uh flow
Need uh bitch like lil mo
All you

'm hot
(I know that)
Yall sleep
And while yall watch
(I bet that)
I'm go'n eat
You don't wanna go to war with a god

I figured by now
Y'all be pointing me

on the beat
And every day before I leave I dot my I's and cross my T's
It could be 90 degrees and niggas know I got my heat
All of this water make them freeze
I

figure Couldn't pin it
Cuz we knew the shit'd last
And this the end I see we didn't
All this time I saw us winnin'
Sad to say my head went spinnin'
In

look like Regina Hall
Shoot your shot and miss and go to hiding, we gon' fill the wall
I got twins all in my repertoire, set of tens and all
Fuckin'

No counting physical
It's all digital
Yeah
I got the beans
And the beam
And the will to protect my green
At any cost, by any means
Bang
Made a mess
Got

Step by step, day by day it's Lil B

Why niggas don't keep it real no more?
Leaning on the next man trying
To get some dough
And I ain't making a diss,

the day, okay
I swear they all
Imposters feel it in the air like the Doppler

Hoes all aligned like my chakras
Crab cake & lobster
Fed up the mantra

smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat

and shit, made her choke till she throwing it up (got all over the bed)
You ain't no man to your bitch, I was grabbing that shit, no respect for a hoe

to his neck
No vest then aim for the chest
The burrow my niggas I bang for the set
FTB know we fly like a jet
Once we put on then we get our respect
Ain't

Sing like Bilal! Spizzy, F-4
Sing-sing like Bilal!

They tell us sing like Bilal
Dance like Justin
Rap like Lil' Wayne before he got busted
Keep your

All My Thugs Let's Get It
Shining Hard And I'm Winning
Imma go head do my thing and imma keep on spending
Grinding hard and freakin
I'm still here

""Iske itne kam views yuck"", ""you LOSER Bruh""
Now I dont care, tu kon hai ?tu  kya hai ? Tu kyu ?
cs long as meri respect mujhe mile where its due 
Dekh

bros
My brother know i got him we lost lil i seen him hurt the most
Lost my nigga kur my dawg since field days and the baggy clothes
Tell the gang i love

that's green
Hip Hop Awards twenty seventeen
Turn around say "Oh my god, look at the host
My man Khaled & Mr asahd" (ay)

So-so
I did this last year right?

caught up and I steady miss em
Lil Nigga get low
This shit could get cold
Niggas losing they soul
Why I'm pour that 4
It's all that I know
Jah finna pass

I'm the hottest nigga out
And all these rap niggas know
Wordplay kinda coded
She see me wit her woman friends
Like me dapper down but prefer me in some

grab her all by the throat
Always a danger ion even gotta tote
Niggas really be some self proclaimed goats
Heart ona track just listen to the beat
Lil