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The fuck is that I need to wash my lips
Girl you're nasty as hell you're no longer my wish
Like the old me you won't be ever miss
I catch you by surprise

of Spades when I walk in the club
I ain’t phased by you niggas at all
Getting paid off of breaking the law
Baby Jaye got these bitches in love
Ndl treat my

Uh
We gon' take it all the way, nigga
Yeah, uh
All the way, all the way (yo)
All the way, all the way (Bongo, by the way)

Remember when I was

trust nobody Ion' need no friends
I can do this on my own wait till i get these stacks
I'm always on my grind yall can tell by these tracks 

I can be

you, I can fly
I’m ballin', we livin'
I’m stallin', I’m driven
We falling, I’m in it
I’m tall and you with it
We're soarin' and flyin'
And I’ve been

get to believe
We're in a better place so don't worry bout me
About a month before the date
You passed by hung out with me late
And I showed you all

flattened
It's no rats allowed I ain't tellin' what happened
Ballin' to hard they might put me in Madden
Free Tee out the cell I ain't showin' compassion

it really did was make me wanna get my hands
On some firearms
Got stomped out by young thugs that didn't like my mug
Socially I was solid, rap style

-s-t-d
Gotta be slow if think i'm in dis by myself
Ya'll know my brothers don't play bout me
Breakin' my heart that's another story
Forever ballin' until

woadie' my broadie' get shot broad day
He gon' cut em' by piece turn that boy to fillet
They done filled em' with 9 put them shots in his face
Extravagant

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My brother earned respect by Burning his tech
My girl messaged me hot like she Burning a text

doubting myself
Wasting my breath 'til I'm out of my breath
This for the doubters that mourn me a death

And I feel lost
I feel tossed
By the waves

rise
And bring the pain, uh
Bitch, I'm in a war zone
You comе out alive but not the same
Hypnotized by evil thoughts
(Huh?) , I got the plague inside my

they gave me they ass to kiss
I remember I'm by myself, I had to hit that lick (I did)
I didn't ever call for backup, I didn't need it for shit (for

shot in the dome
He ain’t make it out the hood, but he made it to the news
19, couldn’t even get booze
Some niggas just trynna win, they don’t play by

and got grams man he stay wit em
Hardest in the city ask yo' bitch she said don't play with em
Rockin all this Bape like my middle name was ceaser
Ballin

need a Mill by 30
And Im only gonna get it if I shred this
Please do not play wit me
This is everyday wit me
You cannot advise me unless you hit The jay

they'll get it crackin
Until he see a gangsta, but I guess we know that he was cappin
While you was gettin' pimped by a ho, I was pimpin' hoes
Bitches come

I don't do no stallin' (Don't do no stallin')
I just get up and go all in (All in)
I be ballin' like a Spalding (Spalding)
I be fighting like

to a million
Ballin' like in college
Heard rumors that they wanna zit me
I'm forced to pistol-pop em
I asked so many times
What the fuck they hatin' for
Them

by
Never knew that havin' so much fuckin' talent was a crime
But you know who I am, bitch I'll cover my face, now I'm

Masked up, you can call me

You know I had to make it real conspicuous
Gave it to 'em real simple, so they cannot twist it and say it's ambiguous
You thought it'd be out by now,

the bottom I came out the mud (Hm hm hm hm)
I'm ballin but nigga I ride through the hood (Hm hm hm hm)
I give to the poor but I'm no Robin Hood
I'm trappin

guess who gon’ sell us the meds
If I do the dirt by myself, somebody better be expecting an incredible mess
Poverty in the project is a product of that