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tired of these fools who outta line
Fake lives behind ig lives
Haha I'm not lying some wish I was mad bout to cry
Forces block the fu access deny
Cuz I

friends then I'm hittin em too
You getting bodied by a dude who sings rhythm and blues What's up
I am on a whole nother level
God told me to dance with

drown
I had ya grind hard for this view
Now Im way way above the
Ground
No it aint no fuckin wit you
It aint no goin back down
Keep on applying dat

before the split
Now needing tissues and I've lost my wit

And you and me were always side by side
Who'd of thought you'd be the one paralysed 
We both had

Who the fuck is calling me
Hello?
Stety
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Bitch
Get the fuck outta my face
My homies be running the race
You pussies be

to count us out
Who there by yo side when u down n out
Know a nigga got time cuz he ran his mouth
From Mississippi grew up in a dirty south
Spazz ain't got

consumed by those who be flaky (you flaky)
I'm jaded
Making moves the best way possible
Defying the odds and I’m jumpin' over obstacles
Flow is mythological,

Needa bad bitch who gone turn up
Wit me stay on Like porch lights Wayne
Onna floor (We Turnt up)
Onna counter (We Turnt up)
Inna kitchen (We Turnt up)

tell you this is
Money on my mind ain’t no back And forth
You still pushin dimes nigga What you trap for
I am who you wanna be what Actin for
Real nigga

charges/Yea ima stunt on ya bitch, /Gotta glock wit a dick Take a Piss/And when we aim an shoot it's either hit or miss/,Or either raindrops on Caskets or Level

uh
Bk where I stay 
Lotta niggas call me bae 
Man man y'all so fake 
Y'all are not who y'all portray look 

Get it by all means I don't really need

They say these thoughts will kill ya
So after a while you just look around and crack a smile 
Cause It all starts to look familiar 
I've become

Pariah the pox giver lots quiver from the shock flock with the top sitters or I'll get you Slopped if your not wit us
Lie in a box

Fried from the pops

I guess these nigga's forgot
I'm the young nigga who put yo ass on
Nigga I grew up with you
You ain't like that why you cap in your songs
Everyday

hobbies
80's Movies got the edge
Cause retro shit is the key

Uh but enough about me uh
What's up wit you
Oh and by the way dad's scare me anywho

What you

you in the block uh
Ima top gun on this game 
I cruise easily never afraid
Took this empire wit a Tommy gun Shredding mothafuckas not a liar
Who want

out the game, but it’s you who needs tossed
Uh
Off the noodle wit the sauce, watch me ball
Uh
Put the bowl on my plate, I want it all
Uh
You the GOAT,

Had a few come in my life 
And be gon by the morning
Aint nobody worried 
Bout you tho
Til you gone see
These streets ruff so im keepin the grind

instead of talking drugs
Matter of fact how many of these rappers even talk
But who am I to talk if they balling and I am not
The lyrical concept of rap is

Look me and da guys poppin' out right
We bout to flip the spot upside down
(We outside)
We having fun tonight
(Ya hear me!)
Ain't no standing

she could play me
I know what you did u tried to hide it n call me crazy
But you really only played ya self was good treated you like a lady
Coulda done

the ball from Lucci
Nigga I ball, ya bitch like who he
Got a couple cases cuz a nigga tryna sue me
You met a nigga that tried me and got away wit it
I'll

and wasnt wit it
Know you think I flew the coupe I admit it it's my name
Love birds fly together it's a shame Twin flame
It happens once in a lifetime

Tekken
Or else respect
The ones who allowed ya
In the area section
Whatever you want to call it
Baller block do it shot caller
We gon' hold the rock