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on the water
Water right under the bridge
Regret runs a lil hotter
On the tip of your lips
Than propane burns
My fingers on the dial of her stove top
Blood

rent it be due
I done had a couple girls but ain't none like you
My OG hipped me to it, I know how y'all coming
You can't hang with me if you gettin'

A lot of people gon hate on me, that's beautiful, they pitiful
God's plan, follow it through and through, I'm gonna get what's due
Even though it

with Fanta
200 1s to a dancer
We made a stop in Atlanta
Wait
Im back in traffic
Im taking a gamble with making this play
Aye
Bills due by the first

by the rules
The niggas don't be payin my dues
She says it cool as long as i stack a lil change
She tired of the lames they look at her thang
Baby I

makes two
You walk by caught my eye I take a take two
They all try do it like mine but they just can boo
She making pay she make it slay and they just

em by the round
My competition fed a steel meal
Shit then I'm getting out
Like Lakeith and Lil Rel
Yeah only way I'm losing weight
Is if I'm deep in

just kill them with charm.
Kill em with charm.
I’m addicted to living like a Don
with pretty girls all on my arm.
Been betrayed trying to get paid

Lil bitch just hit the jewelry
Store and dropped a forty-one
We really gettin' paid will, tell 'em some'
I'm in Cali right now G, I'ma mail you some'

I can't be fucked up, I don't hold, there's no option My lil' world just fell asleep, with it pissed off
You should know I function well under

Goddammit
Ayo
I go by the name of S.P.I.K.E
So Potent
And I got a public service announcement
You know it's real hard to find the real these days
I

on a Tuesday, dogshit on me
When I ain't have a dollar, it was only me
(By myself)
I seen niggas switch up for a lil' cheese
I can't really sit and talk
Gotta

At the bar with a bad broad
Yes I drive a fast car
Holla if you're tryin' to get laid
That's on my son, Billy Kay
Best believe I'ma get you paid
And represent

Yo
Sup
Dedicated to my homie Lil' Terry
Rest in peace
Front Hood Crip
That n*gga DJ Vau a/k/a Lex Diamond
151 Piru, knawmsayin?

Not long back when I

clip
Okay, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm finna get paid and lay
Fuck yours, bitch, my shit straight
Treat a Monday like Saturday

Fuck me off a Perc', ayy,

down bad 

Now i see 

Now i see lit nights

You know my body nigga yeah i live a lit life 

Yeah you know my body this shit is a hobby get bread by

hand it too 

He gone catch it like a alley hoop

Made my revenue by the Avenue 

I played the backfield but I was the one really fronting the work

If

down the road
Akosua rose
She judge me by my clothes
Cos my clothes got no logos
For the love of the money
Where wouldn't she go

2 things she loves for

president hell naw nigga scratch that
Learn a trade manage how you get paid
Then invest in a lil real estate 
And be mindful of how you behave 
And never

Belly of the beast no peace
I swear I seent ya
On the low blacked out
Puffin a lil shisha
Movin through the shadows
Never know when I peeped ya
I got

than ever
lil baby my drip is too hard I endeavor
Grinding it out like the last song I drop
Like an infinite loop man you know it don’t stop
Man when you

and have to give you flowers
My white boy really got that yeah like he Austin Powers
You got bottled in the club and ran boy you a coward
I got five scales

while, I do a lil freestyle
I hide my stash I don't wanna go to trail

Not doing anything wrong so please let me smile
You can hit my bong and lick my

a hunnit by using the mail
Route
My old bitch is stale now
I'm In-N-Out of her crib like in Hollywood getting some takeout
I'm getting paid now
Whole lotta