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And don't pat us down fam you know we all clutch (you know)
Eyes low off the sticky 
Club finna let out, need a babysitter like Vicky (ohnini)

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Trapped inside the lines, capital letter “i”
Distracted by the sky, woulda been better blind

Nine bars you gotta go take 5
If i had the option i'd

the top and let it go by 
She slidin' and ridin' side to side 
I'm losin' my mind way up to the sky 
Make a loot flip and she book up a flight 
How she move

a Glock I need it for survival
I can't get took out by none of my rivals
I stopped the Xannies but I need some more
Pop me a perc when my feelings get low

Lemme start off by saying I don't want you to go
All these memories so hard to let go
And she blowing my phone saying answer the phone
I can't love

about the highs is lows too
If your love is true we gon see by the things you do
So don't wake love up till the time is right
Or is gon very well put you

you blind you can find a way
Come and take the mic, rhyming by the light of day
Til I ride out the horizon Imma say
Baby what you wanna do
It's been

to blow no low need pros no less
Yes, midwest no coast no stress
If you know then you know how to go n how to get


Why would I worry bout someone that aint

smoke imma roll some more
Aye get it by the bag soon as I get it it's gone
Aye open up the bag nigga you smell it's strong
Aye just change my number fuck

shaped like 8 but it's 10s over here
Baptised in the fire so it's flames that I spit
I can't lie, I'm alarmed by the gas they emit
I've been seen red and I

Manhattan
Take a hit of some magic
Got me feeling fantastic
Limited threads on me, I'm built differently You can tell by the gigits the gadgets
Won't fold

was a pro
Kept all my moves on the low
But can't speak for the rest of em
Had a change on the tune of my vibes
Now my right hand held by a chocolate

movie cats
You ever got chase by cops and lose the pack
Searching like where I moved the pack
Mastered my pitching like Verlander
They preferred scammers

rollie and make my wrist froze
Back to the opps them niggas weird doe
Type of youngins get ordered to get sticks from the citgo
Got a stick by my side
Yeah

wine
Depressed but I'm still dressed to
Impress
Protected by my prayers I'm blessed
They detest that, that I'm back to my best
I confess that my start

dressing I run em a
Pamphlet...
Kneck an my wrist is a couple
Advances...
Gallery denim don't worry my pants
Fit it...
Hitting ya bitch in the bucket low

dry
Dry
Dry
Dry
My fire is low
My river's running dry
Dry
Dry
Dry
So bring me back
Bring me back
Bring me back
Bring me home to you
Bring me back
Bring

and you leavin' the state
And I told your ass wait, but
I'm takin' your love, this ain't no drive-by
Shakin' bitches' hugs off, wastin' my time
How you get

got pole
Stackin' these funds, coolin' back, layin' low
Take time to yourself and you learn how to grow
What's the purpose of life, man, who really

tomato
Ain't gotta tell them cuz they know, don't gotta tell them cuz they know
Just drop this song, gotta lay low, I don't like to go outside

found what's right
Then I can't let you go
Without a fight
So stay (Stay)
By my side
You could be Bonnie
And I'll be your Clyde ok (Uh)
And even if we

Everlasting stain

Hunt begins, over time
Inching closer the pray am I
Then divide, circle low
Into the system vultures go

Lashing out at those who are pure

a 6'5 for?
She shittin on me and I'll put it on bro, but I'm losing my flow
She wanna talk on the low?
Head on the innocence, shit I ain't know
But keep

Jewelry by Johnny he a genius 
Looking like I stepped out the cleaners
Kicks so swift yeen got these
 Yeen got no sauce can't rock these
In the rubicon