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got to get high smoke weed all night
cry for my homies dat have died ya'll rest in peace
and be on yo way to a better life
if i ain't got a gat i have

up 
N let it mother f**cking shine 
Make that life devine 
Got my baby by me 
N she mighty fine 
Just a lil dime 

Baby I love you so dearly 
Man real

respect from yo lil brother I won't do you wrong
I can't love you how I did admit it tell you through this song
You den burnt them bridges how I'm feelin

I'd hate know I done messed it up
And sent you to someone that don't measure up
I promise I got nothing but  respect for ya
All the little things I

my part
Then again I might just carry know I’m the best by far
Don’t know how to love I drop bitches faster than my car
Better pay me my respect ima

just a repeat 
Like old man peter pan in hook
You best believe

I gotta keep it chill right
Beat this trill, keepin' it real nice
Pour me up a Lil

to my throwbacks
Plotting on this life and how I'm trying to enjoy that
I built me a nice lil' something all off of taxes
Yea you know that's legal homie

Yeaa, uh
Uh, u-uh
Yeaa, u-u-uh
Yeaa, uh
Uh, u-u-uh
Uhh, uh
Yup

I don't trust a soul
I do all that shit by myself
Okay I'm lying
Got like 5 partners

running
My trap keep on jumping
Doubling up mane on all money
I ain't get to this point mane
By being a junkie
Posted up counting this trap
Thumbin thru

My mind is like... I-95 at nighttime all the time
A traffic jam of thoughts, weaving thru the lines
Just a lil symbolism for you niggaz like to think

I just pray God answers my prayers tonight
And if I die in my sleep would they mourn me by the morning
Would all this heat I drop contribute to global

verses like I read the Bible
On the mic I'ma beast me I nor dae fumble
Lil nigga show some respect
I am not your mate I'm more like your uncle
I live

Feel like it gonna be Beautiful Day

Respect Verse

They pay Homage
I promise
They love my style
They scream for my team, they all go wild
From down

I want
Pretty lil stunna, pushin all her Ps in the bank like Gunna
Said she got her own bread, now I'm spreading out her legs
Full spread on the bed

of the time I think of the worst cause we all getting hurt
But by the end of the day niggas die everyday its the front or the dirt
That's why we realize we

I'm just tryna live
It is what it is
Looked at my wrist
The ice is glistening
Mr. Nike call me Chris
The checks is coming in
Cp3 with the assist
She

girl
You got me thinking
Let me sneak a peak
Lil observation
Photos by the sink
Got me concentrating
Girl I got the juice
That concentrated
Now arch that

still
Shit could get messy but I love a thrill
She open up when she off a pill
Girl For real, For real
Hoes all around got me feeling like Will
Ain't

Ay, Skinny buggin'
Lit about a half a pound, we smokin' zazi
Servin' fentanyl
This turn you to a lifeless body
Way I'm getting all these riches
Bitch

The Time Is Now

Futuristic

As Seen on the Internet

2016

Yo, get off yo' ass lil nigga
The whole world awaits you
Success ain't gon' chase you
First you gotta pay dues
Honestly, I'd hate to see you in

with me tonight
Get down, get freaky with me tonight

[mr. serv-on]
Say that, I like that, you know that I want that
Believe that, in fact you know me

to loose it don't sell my soul (Fuck this soul)
Mama was stupid, would tare me up Krazy
Since a lil baby boy (Uh)
I didn't want to live anymore (Hm)
All

Turn me up in the headphones a lil bit
Squeeze the juice outta the headphones
Yea
Sonnn
Temp Rise Pryz
Respect my history ni***
Look
Yo
When you

fasho
Got to be demon where I'm from cause that's just how it go
Dirt roads tryna paint it gold like lil Atlanta hoe
Huncho He can't fuck with y'all like