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Niggas talking, make a play by myself
Growing up taught me I don't need help
Bad souls in the cards you were dealt
Assholes look at everyone else
It

don’t wanna go to Mexico 
Shh shh
What they do to a alien 
We outta here
I told her wrap me up and take me home
Let’s go let’s go
Reasons that I luv my

just hope you help me worship my thot 
Been working late nights 
Keeping my head to sky
Stacking my bread 
Hoping I make it by
Spending the chips with

see ya
Fucking with a hoe that know I'm cleaner
Step up in my view imma have to beam ya
Underground ghost fucking with the team see ya

all gettin loose
Nigga run up on me get to tying that noose
Nigga I'm rappin but this sound like blues
Remember them days I was poppin them blues
In my

dot, got the beam on her
Feel like OKC I make it zap like it's straight thunder
Opp fill up the gas then we shoot him at the pump nigga
And a opp

I'll send the nigga With em
Bet he miss em
I'll bang it at his head with this beam I Ain't missing
If they send me on a job know that I Complete

make history
Flex Gang started off small
Now we a ministry all the money that I gotta
Balance keep killin' me
Like what I did to Embee, but we made up
We

means
You know my name hold weight like a triple beam
Got my coins up but still ain't change up
Rodeo Drive is where the drip came from
If you ain't

to flash me
Oh God oh God I'm just tryna do my job
They ain't got no dead silence perk so I get killed by camper laying on they crouch
It's sad cod will

into a black hole-was my demise
Speak on spite, niggas hating blindly
Paralysed by a beam of light
Escapism got bad for my psyche
The more I give,

it up, niggas tryna play around with me pick a casket bluffin
Niggas pull out lil cheese imma double it, if really ain’t bout no cheese then Tay duckin

Dem crates

If ya aint wit me
I'm cool
But just wait
I won't be
Standing in
Line at da gate

On a mission
Im listing dem  Victims
They Missing  in

my god Havyn"

Imma make it, and that's by all means

Got no competition, yea they can't compete

You can't catch me, I'm racing in that 10 speed

I'm

Excuse me, uh, on those drinks?

It's 2:1:1 on the daiquiris
It ruins the whole day when my baby mother mad at me
Spliff could probably jump your

spot him
Centuries full of the swag you can't hide 'em
OGs left behind and we got 'em
Now we on the hill tell me how it feel
Light years up in the sky
My

Gotta run me my money
Be for I do my money dance
But know what it
Is before you take a chance
Gotta do it by ya self cuz
Dey gon take the stand
Black live

pasta 
Elevating haven't touched my peek 
Off four hours of sleep still ain't lost no steam
Back on my bull call me Scottie p
Beam me up Scottie how I

pretty
Man that shit shitty, man that bitch gritty
Niggas a sell they souls to drive a 650
Karmah catching up, hope it don't get with me
This Glock 40,

Truth is I really tried
But I go off of lies
3 years has gone by
Maybe its the end of line
let it bottle up inside
Moet Chandon all alone tonight
But

How the fuck you get lined by a bitch
She want me and the bro, so we flippin' that bitch
Nigga talking like they were legit
We gon' bend through

That's why I keep Extendo clip up in this Mac I carry 
Every beat you heard me spittin' on, I had to bury 
Only thing on my resume that's missin' is

through camera laser beams
cnd you don't find me
When I don't wanna be found
I blend in like showers and steam
Ill work for myself in basketball shorts

beam for the zappin'
Blowin up my line, I don't know why she always yappin'
I had to hang the phone up, I'm back in town like, what's happenin'

Couldn't