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the street when you see us by the store
I'm off the leash, dick hanging on the floor
Box cutters rolled up in the waistband of the 09's
You thought you had

(I love the boiling crab yeah
It's one of my favorite restaurants
I love me some seafood wait
You smell that? Yuh
Girl, is that you? Oh my God, ooh)

constructor

I wanna break it down for them cats out there who don't know
About the cats known as the LP, coming from the West coast, yo
This cats got

After four hundred yards, take a right
And then you have reached your destination 
Yo, yo

And I've been single for a while now
I'm not been

into the store and we popping off the tags 
Tell me what u want imma cop u a bag 
Maybe new shirts for ur mom and your dad

TALKING

Yo will bro 

You

stay faded and stoned
Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
Wannabe thugs drive by for some

on my cousin
Tell them the zeros and commas
Protected by 40's and llamas
He tried us and now he a goner
The young niggas do it they wanna

what’s mine
I fucking earned it 
Yo these rappers really talking out 
They ass like Kermit 
Lesson from the hermit
Look in first before you try the door 
I

enticing
I'm trying eat it up and catch the itis
These bitches love me
Cause my favorite color green
Roots so deep
On these Mullah Famly trees
Bearing

(This is a Dolan Beats production) aye
Bow, bow fifty
Rich slime

AR-15 on my dresser
I just might cross a nigga like professors
Glock 19 and it got

yelling
("Holy smokes!") like Catholics at
The Vatican when
The pope is chosen (Woah! Shh woah)
I do it with ease
But I've been working my ass off since
I

to these local artists who
Ain't buy a feature
When I ain't have money to buy some reefer
But yo, it's cool, I sleep with one eye open
Next time I meet ya

go straight back
My nigga side? did 8
Came home nigga like "Yo where the cake at?"
Niggas wanna trip, then we hit
Em with the clip, and
We shoot

to play the Devils Advocate
But it's my turn now
They just made a devil
Out a loser in a burnout
Smoked me outta heaven
But I'm Puffing on these pure clouds

Uh, yeah, okay
Let's get it straight, cut the chase, we go straight to the basics
If you and I can multiply the streets, we'll do no paying
We just

you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by

write this in my journal
Get this off my chest
Know the way I'm feeling but bro these feeling I must confess
Devil wearing Prada it could be sinning

gotta ask sizein'?
Don't got the same check, when I flex I remind niggas
Back up off my jewelry it'll blind niggas, I'm different
If we hoopin' she get

looking grim
Gotta go the distance
Went my own way and some shit started changing
Niggas always doubted now they wanna trade places
Get it off ya chest but

(Weeklys, motherfucker)
Long Beach, motherfucker

Yo, trappin' at my homie house, watchin' his mama Crip walk
Fantastic Four, it ain't a thing to make

Yo
Pop the top off and look up to the sky like
What the fuck is my mind like?
It's corrupted, nothing you wanna fuck with
Wilbon shit
Pardon

fighting to stay up in mix
Don't let no jumper get you niggas chipped
I'm with some suwoops and a couple crips
He keep talking like he it we gone hang 'em by

deals in Tirana
You're still paying Uber Eats off of Klarna
Talking all this talking but scared of your barber
Yo, what would you rather?
Man said that

I Went for Mine

Diamond D

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

as a kit-kat (Diamond, where'd you get that
Beat from?) Yo, Jazzy dug in the crate
Needs another loop, so we added a flute
Then it came together, and I