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all stares 
You can count the bag I give you but we know it's all there 
All fair shake hands then I'm back on the lear
Ain't gotta ask what

or metal
Come get on my level, been had the juice Nigga gon' do what I tell him, change up the
Weather I'm harder than brail

Ten every week, it was 2K

Chase a check shit you know thats what Guap gon do
Try cross me them niggas gon chop at you
Coulda been got you outta da way tried to give you da benefit

the best to play 
I'm the man of the race 
Racing with I don't know what we call, 
Stella Bella
Let me show you 
Skill of a rhyme 
Taking the benefit one

levitate 
I'm moving only by his grace
You mess with my faith then imma just pull up the ace 
Ughh...
Do if for the hustle.
Haters on my back and they tryna

the bullshit tithes
Before they get to talking
2 Years gone by
They be talking like a auction
If you try to kross the line make sure
Proceed with kaution
I’m

to life on the road
Flexing securing the bag, taking what I never had
Moving so fluent I'm cruising right through it I do it I'm smooth with no lag
Maybe

Time to finish where I started, let’s do it
You see I’ve been knocked down many times
Now I just love the pain
Come along to my journey by listening

they wanna hate on me
But I will not become a part of the plot
I always made for the better things
Don't know why you wanna come take what I got
It's

the field, Heskey
Two  man step but the friends all jarring
Now I gotta kick out her dawg like Mendy
Bae told me she hates what I do
But likes the stack filled

what you on
I'm on whatever ima stepper

I hop out up on feet
Bussin down wit glocks
We leave em dead
I go by drilla throwin' cs
I'm jus fucked up up in

niggas who still gotta trap so they can buy food and them diaper Packs
Keep rent paid and cars gassed up, when you know you down to yo last buck
That shit

I'll be there in due time
Until then you can see me squaring off
With all these rappers one by one
Fuck you and your parents
First son
False start
I'm

Yeah, I gotta live my life 
and you gotta to live yours
You can’t commit cus you're not sure 
You’re manipulative and insecure, 
I ain’t fuckin

Schrödinger
I let 'em think what they wanted to
People really act different
When they feel you're on top of them
Ain't no missionary action
But prayers were

Intro:
Da, Reddy Red, Homicide, Eagle, Free,
Nah' mean? (Do it like we used to)
Real, uh- huh
Red, Pabi, What up? Yeah.. Ishmael

[Verse 1]
I

Mood 
I feel like getting fly and on all my Jewels  
Boy You gotta keep it g 
And play by the rules 
Especially if you a dope boy 
Selling that food

Verse 1 

And If tomorrow never comes
Lemme start from the beginning
For a chance you understand me by the ending 
See My momma momma died young
So

I ain't with the cost of it
That's what happens when you top topic
Only do it for profit

That's total crap
So I'm cooking up
So I'm cooking up
Work

the cycle of my life
That's why when you cry, I sigh
I don't know what to feel inside
Do I stay and settle
No, I'll add a detour to my life
Now I'm back

pockets I’m Christopher Wallace 
Tellin U nîggas better gimme the loot 

If u ain’t real I’m uncomfortable 
I really do what I wanna do 
Fuck a deposit It

Don’t wanna talk about 

Dream about kiss or hug on you niggas 

Y’all all down low 

Like what the fuck is up wit you niggas 

I’m pro black 

If yeen

Just kidding, it's a Prius
Go over the limit
Pulled over by the feds
I'ma go and do a whippit
Talk about my problems and
All these people think I'm

she happy that shit make me happy
And she got a smile that make me feel amazing
Can't explain exactly what it is but I'm in love with everything she do