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Cut the brakes ain no time to waste
All we need is speed
They ain't feed us we might need greed
Go psych as drive-bys with paintball guns
It's Points 2

and they all go commando
Then we got pulled over by the 5-0
Fuck the Po-Po
I just turned around and said aight
You know where the coke go
Stuff it like

Gang shit that's all I'm on
Gang shit that's all I'm on

You're listening to a documentary
An intimate look into what it's like
To be the hardest

I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one

All my independent mamis if you’re making money
You got a sexy ass body don’t you hide it from me
You got a drink in your hand gone and sip it for me

and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just

understand
She don't listen, fuck it man
I'll take to my favourite spot
And let you hold my hand
I'll do all that shit over
Just to see you again

Yeah I want

about my role
Got a purpose in this life, can't forget you back home
Don't gotta thank me (Don't thank me)
By your side all the time not just lately (Not

the a.m. on the corner moving work
A lot of shit that's being done, my team done it first
Was five years old when a nigga started doing dirt
If the laws pull

time for the sales
I asked for a raised, got half of what I'd asked (what?)
Then my hours doubled up again, I sat to do the math
I'm making like five

Gigi
And everyone deceased
Your spirit hovers in the city of angels
The almighty watches over the faithful
My mom prayed for me so I got her all on my

I'm thin air in a blimp I'm airing these parable scripts
Just to parody embarrassing shit that I'm scared to admit
And it carries momentum it's making

that bail
The judge throwing' charges at my people, they outta pocket

They send them years all the way up, that shit like a rocket
How we takin' off

blinded by other peoples hands that I couldn't see it
The change, yeah I need it
The change, yeah I'll be it
Fuck niggas hating, man I say so be it
You

taking
Trying to find the road to God leave the one that's to Satan
And I feel like I'm making all the right decisions
But they crying and hissin' over my

total mental anguish & My soul flatlined years ago
Now I'm stuck fine tuning my kinks just like the five string I'm holding in my hands
Will I forever be

all over the wall
And I ain't talkin' about a map maker
She'll look like the Joker after I poke her
She'll look like Heath Ledger after I bed her
I

period?Everybody run,
the Homecoming Queen's got a gun!
Everybody run, the Homecoming Queen's got a gun!
(Stop it, Debbie, you're making a messPowder burns
all over

voice
Who speaks positivity fluently
Making difficult decisions an easier choice
Like picking Nas over Royce
In top 5 oh
Let's get back to the subject

big in the back like a Ferrari
Make her walk for it like I’m Gandhi
Drop the bread on you like salami
My new chick pakistani
She be making chicken

that's
There's a lot of percussion
There was yeah
Lots of things getting hit by other things
A notch down
Ctrl+A
Kay, now we're ready
Ctrl+C
We literally

want Balenciaga, copped it
I never pay, he hands me his wallet
When my nigga see me, it's over
Dick hang long, so no he not a grower (Nope)
When he going

of the world
I'm a real nigga like platinum and gold
Finna by my bitch some diamonds and pearls
I'm off the bean and I'm geeking I told her bend over I'm tryn'

chicken
Same hands making bands like they ran the kitchen 
I just make things happen I don't make no wishes
I have real mink habits for these cold