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One more time
Y'all know what time it is
Let do this shit
God grace
God grace
Laughing through hard day's
That just feels like God's grace
Look god

can't let none of
My niggas be my opponents
We all gon' get the chonies
Backdoor kicker, oh, for surely
Glock 19 in my left hand while I'm recording
Ask

the beginnin'
sinnin'
hopin' God forgive a young thug
let me die in my sleep, an to the head wit a slug
I hit the bud
I'ma show love, a gang of husts
stayin' far

she in pink, yeah
She gon' pull up
I don't know when
She gon' pull up
Driving a Benz
When she pull up
Bring all her friends
When she pull up
It never

the shits, he gon' blow (haan, let's get it)
I know he cap, he a bitch, we know (ahwoolay)

The opps a bitch, we know (we know)
Her man's a bitch, she know

sleep
I picked my seed grew my tree
Now fake niggahs tryna feed off me
Food fest all you can eat
Bitch niggah let me breathe and smoke my weed climb my

I'd give anything to rewind it
I had to walk down my halls
And constantly be reminded
By pictures all on my walls
And I couldn't sleep at night 'cause

and killed by his mom in his sleep
I know it hurt, felt worse than when you're cut and you bleed
You're wishing you could wake up and this shit was a dream
So

I'm living stress-free
God bless me, guide me, protect me
I'm in the booth so long I just forget sleep
I used to have ten cats by the Westbury
When

you be the hoe!
Drop all the drama you never let go!
I’m locking the do’!
Never sleep tight baby I’m in the zone
Dm’ing me but her friend gotta boat
I

her down, let her know everything's gone be alright,
Them demons attacking but that Finney fam don't know how to back down from a fight,
Cancer is

we ain't expecting no help (hell naw)
I'm the same outcast that used to sit on the shelf (what)
Momma raised no bitch, she raised her voice by the belt

like I'm Melo (I'm Melo)
I might hit 3 to the dome (dome)
I got a bad bitch, blow her back out then I'm sendin' her home (home)
I'm tryna be on my own

like nineteen and he make
This shit look easy"
"Young nigga with the pink hair and
He always smokin' on trees"
When they see me, niggas freeze
I let my

"Please," and let the trigger squeeze (bah)
This lil' bitch bad like Billie Jean, I think she Vietnamese (ayy)
Take her to Miami with the skeeze and fuck

other than the Zombie Apocalypse Blues

You say, what the hell is that? Zombie Apocalypse Blues? Let me explain to you, let me explain, hold on now, hold

stroke from the back like mad at her
Play with that clit at the same time!
Kiss you all in your mouth like I love you!
Then you give you that dick

To give us chiefs and sheriff
I  mean these motherfucking thieves
That was when Jesus came from Europa
Escorted by his brother
His twin from Arabia
They

Ok wake up lets go for a new day
On and on I use the same way
You know you see I don't need to say
That my nights are better to my days

I told

loving
I promised her damn what am I becoming
Without love I feel cold, it's numbing
The source of my closure is gone I know what it'll cost

So I'm

foward
Till they get to where they going
Like who rapping on the song
And by the way it's Don
And i'm gone
Just let it carry on
I'll catch you in the next

(These folks gotta hear this shit, Saucii)
(Let that shit ride, Eighty8)

'85 Cutlass, mine on Forgi' wheels
I come from Mobile
Niggas be actin'

Ooh, ooh
No (let it flow)

He said
"Go to sleep don't wait, I'll be working late," and
He said
"Rearrange your day, I'll be home by eight"

the scenes doing work Martin Scorse
See I'm about let it out
Do it for the legacy
Clout too short term
Spit immortal
You stuck at snorkel
I'm beneath