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Shootin' this shit up like Faze, got this shit up in a blaze

Call me matt, then add the grave we gon' make it any day
Cant talk that shit, cause I can't be

The way i build homes off of bricks look like I'm knee deep in masonry                                                                     Look up to God I

ruthless
Angels on me like they shooters
The Holy Spirit been moving
I got three bands and they waiting for me
After doing these shows in LA
They playing my

red again, no Tata
Shoot your Mata, and fuck your thot-thot
Damn, feel like a son of a gun, but it ain't raise me
I know that I'ma make it, watch these

ain't trippin' up
Had to get it by myself, don't need residuals
My life a movie scene, direct without the cuts
She ain't controllin' me, 'cause I am not

ain't worried
Hopped up off the porch at like thirteen just to prove to niggas I ain't scurry

And by any means that's necessary
Designer jeans, my

ain't no forgiveness for fuckers dependant on faking the bands

Yeah, man I murder wording warned about it
Y'all been doing dirty workin'
Auto tunin'

like bonnie and clyde
So when we reload the rifles yall better go run and hide
When i up the choppa on you its gone get to clappin
Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta

the tricks up your sleeve
Feel like I got another pet peeve, you expect me to fight gently
I'm bringing the kicks like I'm Jet Lee
I've got my squad on my 6

hating
I don't see what I do wrong
Me and Knock in that black-on-black
Pull up, skrrr then we gone
Now, I ride by my lonely
I'm starting to feel that you

Can give a fuck about how I'm viewed by the people
I'm trying to make it for my kid
I'm all in, tried every hustle trying to make some dividends

Hit it then I bounce
Like a tiger ima pounce
Yeah I think I need a new account
Remember them times I was sleeping on the couch
I remember them times

me apart I'm too busy, I'm runnin' it up but,
Yeah, at war with my head and my heart
Trippin' like how could I fall for you baby I knew what it was

have to split it
I'm surrounded by rich niggas, see me and go figure
I'm a cold nigga, I can't rock my ice up in the picture
We hit the road with

a hollow
Heavy metal on your mental when
You let it all go
A stream of tears on my navy blue hoodie all
Flow like the ish that gets the boat by
I know I'm

won’t ride
If shit when tits up boat capsize
He ain’t your slime weren't by your side when opps slid by
He was in the bed with your wife treating her like

VERSE 1

One thing about this life / you better live it live /
Speeding by these cops on 95 / doing their 9 to 5 /
And if they pull me over / GOD

bands up
(I had to)
And when I got the money on me I'll keep a hammer
(I'll keep it)
Playin no games barrel flash like a camera
Try to fuck wit me Ima

what we say 
It’s just that brother time
I love my brother time

Well, big bro, another lap
Times really flown by fast 
Feels like yesterday 
You guys

niggas that’s a counterfeit (No cap)
Throw ‘em bands up watch how they go catch it quick
Broke niggas have no say cos money do the talking
And I’mma do

really feel like
I said I ain't sorry cause the money come first
A nigga talk down I'm a put em' in a hearse
BGA shit you get put up on shirt (On a shirt)

(Young C)
Everything I do, yea' I do it for family
I'm tryna get up in da' hills, and out of the lakes
If it ain't money, please get out my face

kurt cobain 
it's just me a boy n the hood like cuba 
wit my nigga wc aka the barracuda 
rub me the wrong way i might shoot yah 
got to stay strong n

I can't hear you over the band
People say they like you just to try to join a trend
People say they loved me but it must have been tough
Cuz I really