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that shit don't matter, it get y'all killed
I switch up my spots if I think them people onto me
She do backflips over ice, I made her look like Surya

a brain
Feel more love by the ones I dont know
Im not worried bout nothing cause I know how that go
Free all the guys fuck the ones who told
Nigga run up he

mind
Even when I’m hangin' on you my life line
911 can someone give a sane mind
Uh
This ain’t no fun I barely begun, feel like it’s so hard to run

fi nuh police
And we terrorize the streets, uh
And we do this for real
Never stop we chase wi dreams

Pull up inna the beam and we got it
Bands full up

til' class dismissed
It's the truth, ain't no party trick
I'm bringing facts to the
Web like Encarta did
So get your notebooks out
You can quote

hoe we tag team
I need my febe I need my febe
Bae gone head eat me Bae gone head eat me

Eat it up
Gotta lotta bands gotta keep it up
I'm in love with

was sleep I brought the heat and now they waking while they baking
That was light work let's trip
My dick a night owl cuz the way it like to stay up

of logic is
That? It don't make sense
Whatever happened to judging a man
By his own actions
Instead of assumin' that he's like
The others he's matching?
It's

I'm just rappin' cause I love it
I'm not yappin' about dumb shit, I'm unpackin' all of what is
Up in my in my head I could choose to lay in bed instead

just poured sum drank in my cup
Small and petite told her she gettin thick on The low
She like when im gassing her up
Just talk to ten on the phone
Told

these bands like "Nigga, you dig?"
We got a rock band for the drummer like, "Nigga, whoever you is?"
We pull up in soft tops, eat on rooftops, eatin'

so fly, man, I gotta flow
I just wrote both sides, fuck a 9 to 4
Writing, note my life, and I lost my soul

Yeah, it seems like everything around me

that I don't want to end
Even if it hurts me
It wasn't long ago that we made that home video
I strapped up, and laid it slow and we ain't use no go pro

as far as I could tell
I turned nothin into somethin I feel like David Copperfield, wala
Keep it real you wasn't never in the field, why lie?
Ya'll be

Out in LA making plays like the dodgers/
Buffalo nigga doing my thang in the south/
Had a buzz in the streets before rap clout/
Feel disrespected ima

out
We can start wita boy and a band
Drip check spend it all on you now
Stay wet goin in
It feel like I'm scuba diving
And I don't see no lies
Realize

of bands
Plotting on a grammy can't be patient To the end
Not here for the fame but they looking up to him
Is it cause the currency or how I hold my chin
Had

your soldier. Bring some Coke.
Fuck it.
HA! Aye. 
In it to win it,
Feel like a badass.
Roll die.
Kill or be killed,
I drop it down like I know I die.

on some other shit
Feels like it's so close
All I need is a little bit
I can't seem to find a grip
And realize why
My people are dying
And they're fine with

And spend away
I make it Right back
On one play
My cash stacked up in my safe
Feel Like it
Vacation everyday
Still out here
Getting paper everyday
I'm finna

This for the days that I sat on the porch
And I told the whole fam I'm a get it
World on my back gotta lace up my Gucci boots
Standing up tall cuz I

a Funyun
And the trap got Os, got onions, ayy
(Onions, ayy)
Walked down on an opp 'til my feet hurt
Bunions (On God)
Put some bands on the karats
I feel like

stare lil' bitch, ooh (diamonds all for the what?)
Ooh, drinkin' lean like it's beer, huh (beer)
Pullin' bitches by they hair, ooh
Ridin' 'round in

it out
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