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eye open
I slept with the strap
Hit the bitch in the trap
I ain't stop when she tapped
Parkway village
Put that on the map
Glocc in my britches
Young

of it
Been knew she was going
On the net she claim She celibate
She gonna eat the dick
Cause i know iso Ian average
Took a pretty penny cross the map
Jus

telling you is straight facts

My skin brown but they tell you that the shits black

The earths round but the draw it like the shits flat

 Mercator map

Heard he talkin spicy on the gang
Bitch Are you dumb put a hole in His chest
You claim you smokin on the Dead
Let me Know we'll match Up better come with

a diss
Better ghost mode on that snap, cause on the map it showed the crib
Right foot creep my type of timing, when I'm spinnin' down they strip
They left

gunplay then claim we the same caliber
My tongue Excalibur
These bums Frank Gallagher
All cap, no facts, we don't like that
If it ain't got no heart Imma

my own my map 

I’m smoked and fuled ready to rush 
Livid and just trying to make it with all of my  love 
Repeatedly listening to those lacking

aight
And thats a fact

Dont compare me to these dudes
Yall niggas cap
Freedom GPS I put my team right on the map
I can get you gone
Don't let me forget

that
Driving me 120 off a cliff, ain't no ride back
How you claim you knowing me enough to be chatting
What you say isn't shockin and yo you don't want

on the map was it you don't be silly
Will he make the beats up? Nigga what?
And 24th Street rip
But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit 
And thug niggas

thinking they can follow our path
Trend setters from the top of the map
You step up you get smacked
Back down
From wherever you came
You claim we stole your

need to care
You claim terms I go give be no fair

I wanna feel on body like yeah

Make my heart break
When you’re not there

I wanna go again again

asses
On the fuckin map before we burn it to ashes
If we fail
We bail
Join the criminal masses
Nine to five makes us pull out our brains and bash it
We

the church
What about my rocky spurs you could've heard
I keep the lines blurred and my joints burnt
With any nerve, out of the map I might burst
Like

don't give ***** back
We pull gat
***** back
And ***** blast them
We're artists with an atlas
Trying to get our *****
On the ***** map before we burn it

To many lies you regret
SOSAUCYSOJAY

Damn

Survival is the key
Be your self yo wannabees
Not worry bout you cuz I'm doing me
Claim you gangsta
But you not

looking pass the cash
Nowadays it's more than the rhythm, but fuck a old head
It's no longer they algorithm
Maps to different style has boomed a spike

frustrated

I never had to struggle I just do this for the game
I gave you a chance but you a little lame
You never will have a claim to fame
I picture my

claims
I'm in this bitch and imma cause a revolution 
Y'all shit raps they make me crazy finna go to institution
Y'all a problem im solution
Finna cause

the 'bach
Niggas was in paris now we need a bigger map
I seen bitches fucking for a spot up on the couch
Really just off word of mouth girl you might wanna

make in a day
And have the banking statements bring weight to my claims
Bring dames to my place make plates by the sea
Breakfast by the beach 
Sandy eggo

freedom
You ain't gonna live twice, bitch, there ain't no re-run
Don't go fuck around too much, I'll be playin' like a free runin

Niggas claim they bought

I been solo
I been moving my own kind of way
For days I go
With nobody to claim
I been looking for change
I know
That I gotta change my ways
For you

disagree, don't frighten me
I run my own shows, and everybody knows
I will fight for what's right despite what's in front of me, claim victory

Might take