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I write song (I see you Switch)
Sing c Long
While I write song (cight)
Sing c Long
While I write this (Let's do it)

I'm a nice guy
Light skin

fluid
Reckless, jet quick on my ex
I been thru it
Pac man, Tetris
Playing games who you foolin
I know you niggas be fake I'm cooling
Try me, quick two

direction
Of mi movie done ( a cut cut )
Ahayah vibes
So nam it down
With yuh cheese and yuh bun
Don't
Do it for Easter
Cause that a Ishtar
See di sign say
No

not want it with us, ( Let's run it) you do not want it with us.

( I promise) you do not want it with us x2

Cuz we be the type that a buss



Tell him

know I'm going to hell, Cuz all I spit is fucking heat
STEP BACK
GET BACK
BITCH MOVE
Fuck the police we don't abide by rules
Love Bob the builder, Cuz he

it, bout it
I pull a pop out on a pussy, so let's see about it
Keep it on deck if you want it, throw me the ball and I'm on it
On the block Monday

to the way I vibrate
But that's cool, see, I'm just a fool
To me, I stay true and do what I do
Got nothing to prove, you can feel it when you hear it
All up in

for no reason they

told me to do it,

I flipped it,

I chewed it,

Ill make it a banger cause I’m bout to screw it,

I get out the ruger stick extendo

CheddahWizzy na Naija heyyyy
Naija lo bimi si yo 
I don read ABC yo
I don read 123 yo
Wetin them want tellu me


I'm like 2pac all eyes on me me,
That's why mama

made by Sarz
Too much gold like a circle pack
Can’t catch the line cause you ain’t that smart
Imma take it to the front, imma bring it to the back
I hope

of steph curry's with the switches banana monkey clips, cINT no wayy wit Drakos and Frankie Beverly' on hip like we still in the 90's beepers and dead

fuckin Benz, only nigga with a level
I feel like 2Pac with my fuckin plan, drop a nigga with a metal
She said its smelin like dope in here, dope money got

indeed
She tryna steal a nigga soul thats so she fell on knees

And she gon put it down on a nigga imma smackdown 2wE
If i feeling raw them buns gettin

Was born and
Am breathing
So many gifts receiving
In form and
In function
With unwavering unction
Completely 
Confounded
By grateful sound surrounded

one love yeah
If man dey talk wetin he see many many things wey he no fit talk
Monkey dey work Baboon dey chop this life hard brother can't you see
Rich

a tight noose
Cause most of ya'll rappers all
2Pac and the Outlawz
75 percent of ya'll publishin'
Doubt ya'll thuggish men
Face this capital punishment

Red Monkeys and Tru Religions
We pull up on you and shoot tha missle won't do no missin'
And we don't turn down nothin' 'cause we was raised different

monkey on bars
When we knew we could fly
So we shot for the stars
Truth in every step we took,
Shook by the book and love when I first felt seen
You were

Well you win, it's your show now
So what's it gonna be
'Cause people will tune in
How many train wrecks do we need to see
Before we lose touch

coat
With the door close
And a wet nose
And the wind blown
And I won't stop
I'm from the school of 2pac
And Kanye West
Mid 20's
I learned the game was

I beg you babe I beg you babe
I beg you baby kick it to the left now
If you wanna eat it no pressure
I only do Range no Tesla
Balmain dripping

mile 2
Shege banza 
Used to be my only company
E be just me only me
And the melody
I no go lie many things
Wey my eyes don see
(CHORUS)
Too many battles

smiling again o
Iye...
Ah ah ah ah...
Monkey go go market e no go return
Pray hard make u no die like a goat
Killed by a car on the street
Your rent na

I'ma see ya
Do it on the couch, then got a bit of money
Call me Tesla, the way I be charging these hoes like, yeah
Bro, I got fake Clubcards and leave my