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troublesome, now I'm in time out
Pick up, get up, and go
Be aware and watch your foe (four)
It's not safe outside that door
Watch out he coming for more
Stop

won't fold
Away from all the hate, I'm somewhere private by the sea
I can't tell if it's the truth when they saying they proud of me
She want one, but she

simulated
It's insinuated by the fact that everything is fabricated
Bakeracted
Now I know that I'm how Baker acted
So they found him layin' by the TV static

Lyrics translated by HIPHOPLE.com
See a lame, I'ma hit em with the point blank
Shit gets hot in the block, on the hood gang
I like my white smelling

I wanna know what you're used to baby
Oh

Better lean on back 
It's full throttle to the max in the 2 door jag  
Dipped in all black gleemin' like

let go

Need me a hoe that roll cigarillos
And smoke cigarettes outside when the wind blow
Wait by the door with a blunt when I get home
And if I'm out

Welcome
Take a seat
Take a seat
I want all four of y'all to sit down
Take a seat, read the lyrics
And don't be one of them, "oh, I'm going to just

running
Three five of Mambas in the
'Wood got my head rushing
I'm two minutes into your song
You ain't said nothing
Looking down at the Apple Watch, bitch

heart for free

Are you feeling down? Have you lost control?
Is your life a mess? Do
Your friends despise you?
Well, here's one weird trick
Discovered by

now
Favorite rapper killa gangsta nigga from da Creek han
HE BE living what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber by the eats
Go lie

TYPES like I'm lee now
Favorite rapper killa gangsta nigga from da Creek han

HE BE living what he speak
His title improving by the week
Fallout den Uber

porta come due babbuzzi
Made by myself come Chef Tony
Ma per te che fai il fresh solo ceffoni
Più ttofa che in un coffee
Più destri di Golovkin
Irrompiamo

, man that's rough get some better luck
2-2-3, knocking on your door, bitch you better duck
Bitch steady crying on my phone, I don't give a fuck
Ah, damn,

the signal from the crew
Time to make a move
So I spring out the whip
Bust the door in this bitch
I'm popping eighty fucking rounds
And them bitches going down

Let's head to your crib, you can jibber-jab
We'll head upstairs and I'll give it a stab
She took her panties off and the door shut behind me
Oh yeah, her

That I've gone through it (I been there)
I'm gotta let it all out by rapping through the music
Let the past be past be the past man
You live and you

don't idolize, now we gotta get the-
Who the fuck?
Where the fuck?
Am I shit, I’m fucking drunk
Did I do a crime?
Let me check the time
It is 3 in

quick on arrival I make my rivals look idle
Out here breaking the cycle of these repetitive formats
They shaking cause Mykel can lay it down like a door

down just to seek Your face hungry
Prayed three times a day
Went home up his steps
And wouldn’t stop giving thanks
When it meant death
Went to the lion’s

getting drop kicked
My mind is like the plot, I've never lost it
Real nigga shit, this isn't cheesy like Wotsits
Kicking down doors, I don't need no

quick on arrival I make my rivals look idle
Out here breaking the cycle of these repetitive formats
They shaking cause Mykel can lay it down like a door

metal
Only thing you've driven by is floss and dental
Breath so stank they should give you a medal
Chillax bro you ain't the rap devil
Sit down Bryson

on the other side
B-3 pull up in the black van

On the up buck and the heart start beatin
Why you runnin' for it
Don't let her bro down
Come and get that beatin

preached
Writing down inches and pinches of words to demonstrate the feelings I have reached
Sorry if I twitch when you're streaming my music and you start