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ate, Sobey it

The above lines sound a bit allbumtwoish but what can you doish?

But if you're looking for more street credit, you'll only find sheet

getting
No hellos
(No hellos)
Went from what's up on the daily
To I'd rather be a ghost
No, I get it, you got goals
When I'm poppin' no hellos

Take

Don't entertain these niggas they will stab you in your back and ask are you ok?
Like it's a new year, new me, back like I never left and that's

to want me
Prolly think I been wasting what’s timeless life
Breaking down the spliff coughing
Lungs going to get it and they feel it often
I been stuck

lackin' in 4K
Gotta say sum, been waiting all day
Don't call me by my name
I gotta be tough on myself
Bitch you say I'm your last
But why you care too much

intervene, to feel them ring
And a nigga ill, like Mr. Clean
From Philly to Philistine
If you feel it, feel esteemed
I'm a delicate, intricate, full

with their carcass
And ain't a motherfucker alive who could
Finish off what we started
Broke hearted in bullet till I
Black hearted it fully
Ready to end

Charmin
Up everyday six o'clock in the morning
Them bags in my bag , come and get them you want them
Plus a pistol, Dukie ain't giving no warning
Keep it

momma, she really glad to meet
Any man that can cook and clean
Protection is all she need
But you see that it's quite a scheme
They only want that juicy
In

or hear about how fat 
And gluttonous the culture has got 
Saturated by vultures in thots and 
I hope that you got what it takes 
Cause these are the times

Juice
I got the juice
Juice
I got the
Young bishop
I keep the
You know it
I got the juice
Juice
So chill like ice in a cup Kid
Got no chill for these

a pretty face
I'ma kill her shit and get the fuck on like OJ
It's me and Lani, we balling hard like it's two K
M fourteen, jam to his head, what did you say?

that thang thang
Get it however you want it cop a fo' and then split
Hustle hard and work your way up 'til you holdin' a brick
Cop an ounce of this

takeoff
These niggas pussy do not want to face off
If i call up my greats then they takin yah face off
Especially big bro turn you to john doe
Ballin like

of this kill how the Dope taste
Only slime in the field where they Throw treys
Moma knowing what it is want Me home safe
Ma I'm tryna see a mill it's for yo

Nick my cannon gon Blast
So you better just speak to yo Mans

Got the guap I divide it with Merchants
Tidy bag you can call it a Birkin
New whip I might

a kid
I took a walk in my new neighborhood
I got lost and for once it felt good
Can't believe it
Don't want to hear it
And I know that I can't quit it

Drink rap and I eat rap
It’s been that way and it’s never changed
when the impact of that beat slap
The reaction is priceless
Tracks have been crafted by

at all
Now they serve peanuts out your skull
At barbecues

I been wonderin' what the fuck you been lookin' at
You know it ain't no thang for me to get my

A new light rose, you promised plenty
Left the cottage by the farm headed down to the city
Times were rough, you know. Never had enough, nooo
Gotta

couldn’t tell you what the truth is I never switch up I’m a true friend
Talk to god when I do sin tryna branch out like the tree in my new Tim’s bring

just front you two
Dope sold, money fold, what you tryna do?
I could bring the dope back to life, but this ain't nothin' new
Relapse, said I was gon'

Let me hold you in my arms
Let me whisper in your ear
Promise I will try to say 
what you want to hear
Wrinkles are cool 
That's the new rule
We'll

shoulder
From over and over
Just staying up and writing
Down life and what it exposes
While life stay back and hopes
You don't notice
How bearts become