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Tahoe
Big boy racks, got me going loco
Yeah, you really lame, yeah, you just a bozo
Young Soto life, live it like YOLO
Do it by myself, yeah, yo solo

with lips
They Giving you a kiss 
Pulling the switch 
You body jump flinch 
Bend on a dip 
Caught by a blick 
No I don't miss
Now ya done slip
Out

on my mind 

For a minute now 
I get it now 
I think I miss you 
I need me with you 

But your long gone now 
And I dont kno how
With out you my smile is

Or Mel Gibson with this lethal weapon,
When you focus on the wrong shit,
You miss out on your blessings,
I jus mind my business, Liv3 my life,
And niggas

stay stuck in a rut
Pulled my ass out still hungry as fuck
Stupid as hell
Only as dumb as your luck
If you - If you couldn't tell by how my lungs they

a broke hoe, just show me where yo' mouth is
Call me Mr. Fofo, stay tuned for the announcement
That little bit of thot thot, probably a nat-nat
I been

the same, all by my lonely
How I'm post to know the way, that's you feel if you ain't , call me, yeah
Life keep throwing blow from the shoulder I just punch

Like all the other kids
I rode the clout up to the clouds
Like I would never miss
Then I found you in the silence
Beauty that is timeless
Defiance

see what I want in life and I aim for it
At the dealership new whip got a new urus
A visitor in my state you a fucking tourist
Wanna keep your life if

gradual (I do)
Don't blink for the flash or you'll miss it, take us to remission to handle feuds (Uh-huh)
This why it's so important to be so careful who

She calling me up, can't pick up everyday, miss it
Lot of people switched up can't be stuck I forget it
She said that she want me to herself, I don't

Brock fuck off, asking me with why ya
Fuck away, go fuck , your won't be high
You fucked with us, now due to die
Blew up or fired is gang yo

Hey,

comfortable
They watch yo back this whole time just to fuck you over
And baby girl I miss you I can't even lie
Fucking you in stolen cars like it's legalized

' bitch I got permission
Off the alc' make bad decisions
Too much bank to have an issue
Blue hundreds I use as tissue
Say your "gone for good" won't miss

demons in they place
Tell my bae we'll be okay
I still miss that crib in Broward, Haitian food right by the lake
On my momma I got power, got some rules I

seppi bet he's makin her dance
By your self for too long armstrong shoutout to Lance

Saw me walk in and she's diggin my style
Kinda cute I guess I'll

Ayy, if you rollin' with me, baby, turn up raise yo hand, ayy
Every day I'm ballin', tryna get straight to the bands, ayy
Shorty keep on callin',

How come when your man's died you made a song but ain't gon' spin
I might creep up on his block and up that knock then hit his chin
Thirty round

(Yo Marvs lets get it!)
As soon as I️ got the pencil was as soon as I started writin'
'Cause as soon as that instrumental was playin' I bothered

a fee

Oh, you outside really thuggin'? Till we leave em ' by a tree
Oh, you think you be on hot shit? Pop em like some grease

Yeah, I'm too cold for yo

Aye
Aye
Aye
But fuck that sad shit
Ask me why I'm yelling and I'll tell you that I'm mad bitch
Grab you by your fucking neck
And give that shit sum

Got Jim hatin
Make it by just fine you know we never scrapin'
If you pull up to the crib, this glock give yo ass a spankin'
On the Kawasaki, full

neglect it, a price too steep
And yo the skeptic the reward is sweet

Peace signs for the co signs
No gold by but they took mines
Won't roll but it's smoke

just chillin by the grill
Lovin how I feel
Shorty in my lap
Beggin me to do rap
She like " cmon I'll let you tap"
Man I'm boutta drill.
Already know I