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Boy
I ain't gon' lie
Yeah, I got bad bitches comin' by the boat, Load
Pull up in a stolo, bitch, I'm solo

Why he talkin' bout he know me? I don't

make when you hear my music's like biting a lemon
I set the bar so high it couldn't be imagined by Lenon
They used to never pay attention
Now I'm all in

and they like
My forty feeling horny so just let me be
Walked in with my shorty bout make us a scene
Had to come back even harder to show these boys ain't

the end
P-M A-M, A-M P-M
Is working all the time what they meant by carpe diem?
Or maybe it's the opposite take a little breeze in
Life is not a sport this

Tasted real chalky
That did not stop me
Play life like hockey
Ball like Milwaukee
They try to stock me
You will not rock me
They caught me don't know what

Do you believe?
It's about bringing these visions
Into fruition
Listen

I'm sitting in the crib dreaming
About lear jets and coupes
While watching

all the cheat codes
Yeah
You just wanna live but I want diamonds in my remote
Make sure that the boys be good and all of us stay afloat
Man I cannot

Nigga you a nuisance
Send someone to dot' him
Send someone to spot em but my lil' One say He got em
Yeah my lil' ones wildin' prolly' shot Whats

if you don't like my depressing music
I make music for the hurt and depressed so get use to it
I rap about my life truly sometimes
You know you gotta

with her, she talking out of spite (Outta spite)
Fuck it, imma pour me up some more sprite (Yeah)
My glock don't jam what makes you think that I'm finna

the game, only got the demo
San Bruno broke boy in the ghetto
Running all these racks up to Sacramento
Kings of Madrid, yeah I skin you like Marcelo
50 in

went and leaked that shit
You unworthy piece of shit
Lying thru your teeth and shit
Devil on my shoulder saying smoke him the make peace with it

Money

the stabs
I feel like Tyson with the hands
I feel like Kendrick when I write these jabs
Why you trynna make me mad?
A whole lot on my plate
But baby girl

the best I can
(The best you can)
Don't care, don't care about what others have to say
(They have no say)
Just do, just do whatever things that make your day

the sky, they watchin me
They watchin you, now what we gone do
Federal property, hard to make moves
Age of Teknology, the son of the moon
Son of a Bitch, I'm

the bones will crack
Had to leave the bitch with a broken back
Smack fire out the perpetrator
See you later
Meet your maker in Jamaica
Smoking weed by

is not within you
The boastful cannot remain in your company
Your gaze penetrates what they do
And though lies take no time to circle the world
You

Bilingual, speak camelCase
Bitch, what I say that don't make sense
I'm deadpa- a- a-
Got the poker face
Go- God deal the cards, we place bets (Be-

all hot
While he was being questioned by the same cop
He told me what you said to him
I could of done 10 G
Kuz you the one who snitched on me
Still

can't make up this I starved
Ayy no food in the crib for weeks I'm tired of bugs on the wall
Ayy I remember as a young boy had to knock roaches off my

promise these bitches aint safe
My diamonds they real as fuck
These niggas they diamonds are fake
The fuck out my way
You dont wanna race
The thing on my

what life is all about nigga yeah 
Is a boy Onye bigger is on the building you ma no me da 
god damn I love you all my niggas 

ja bless 
ja bless
ja

kilt
Niggaz just for snitching
Pay a nigga bound
And pretty soon
He'll end up missing
Trigger finger itching
Homie pockets need a licking

Boy you bets

fame from me
Get up out my face i came in this game to rain on it
Hater shit, im just made for it
My flows expensive you want a feature boy you finna pay