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niggas see me shining they gone make sure i bleed
But if i'm going you is to the only way that i see
Just had A talk with my brother that nigga came in my

drive it off the lot
My OG asked why I move fast and never stop
Told her I'm sorry, but I can't stop when I'm hot
Me and KYWN at the club calling all

It's 3am inside this club
You ain't come to kiss and hug
You're here to find love and I got everything that you need so wassup
Wassup, oh
Oh, wassup

Niggas get killed by the mall
Niggas be plotting and scheming
I need a woman I trust with my money
Like I do with Whitney
Facing the facts probably be

wings
Flying through the city
Uh ahh un
Nine hundred horses in my car now
Momma steady calling, told me slow down
Niggas hating the main reason I don't

I was In Utero
I ain't goin nowhere yet, I got my crew at home
cnd not to mention, my comfy ol' studio 
Hanging by a thread that was loosely sewn

I end up sinking
You flashed before my eyes couldn't even get a blink in
Love is haunted not a gift it's a curse
I guess that's why you ghosted now my

I'm the coolest to do it who is the dude with the music
That got em' moving they booty like it's a zoo in they booty
I keep a cutie secluded she look

the piss and moaners
Who were calling me away from my work
Another rainy day is in the books
I got ripped off by a girl with rodent looks
She said she was

at anytime
I want to put a stop to casualties like a traffic light
All I can do is try
Minimum wage so many people barely getting by
And all this negativity

Trying to turn up trying to get lit 
Im off that drink I'm off that sh**
I pull in the lot, I hop out the whip
I walk in the club
Im fina get lit
Pour

all night hanging by the ropes
Right now, y'all making me suicidal
She said she wanna pocket these chains
She said she wanna rock with my gang
I like

I love when they stack In love with the cheese I don't fuck with no rats
And that's facts
Often, I do this often These bad bitches keep calling It's

regrets

Because if poetry is a woman
With her I've earned and learned my respect
I adore her every aspect
And if she is calling me to her aid
I will be

I'm on grind 
Young paper chaser, I know Hollywood is dangerous 
Ain't no in between, you fucking flop or make it major 
You could lose your mind out

be smoking bad bitches in the club
""In the back?”
I’m the plug people asking where it at
""is that a fact?” 
Fuck with me and you’ll know
I got it

on end
She would leave my texts on read
Man I thought that I lost her but got her again
She hit me up at three am she comin' from the club, she tryna link

to the world homie
I call it my letter
Ralph Lauren Polo is what
I'm calling my sweater
They ask "Are you doing this forreal?"
I said "You better" me and my

team is knocking at your walls, coming hard
We have a blast, see if you come up, stand tall
I wanna see your face and knock it off the wall

Yeah, I'm

down
And I lost my crown
It was broken on the ground
I didn't know how to find it
Cause' I'm blinded by the images I see it's not healthy
I just don't

their skin
I use to bag up to the point
I had cramps in my thumbs
When strange numbers start calling
Don't answer your phone
Before you splurge on them

the number one pick
They gon' know who I is
Remember my name when I'm playing at LIV
Couldn't give a single fuck that I give
All these heads turning I must

all you guys but this shit here is militant
Bro say his granny got a line on the drank, Bless Miss Millicent
Stop lying to these people about you life

in the club
They try to line me surrounded by thugs
Imma big bear nigga you is a cub
Ya wifey keep calling hitting up my cell phone
She wanna baby cuz