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shit you rein' up with, I spent that on some flip-flops
Funny-ass niggas postin' videos on TikTok
Nigga, I mean business, you can tell by my wristwatch
You want another hit
Wait for the next ones
Every time I drop
Watch EO be number one
I got God by side
When they see me
They say that Gods son
Fire lil
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Is that dog food
What up, doggy? Lock it up
This is a place built by my doggy
Sheesh, two
Got smoked
By the bitch named Cubana
It's the fucking links
Wtf you think
And we so in sync
You won't sleep a wink
Make you so crazy
Now that baby need
the type that only walked by themselves
I got a purpose it's beyond self
No longer down on me hard on myself
I'm just trying to hold on
I don't wanna throw
Came in a suit, that baby is bossy
Nigga be hot, now we feel like Nkosi
She wanna come and fetch me by the pozi
The request that you put in
crippled, take him off the dribble
All he do is run like Chicken Little
Now we up by one, he ain't gon' run lets let that pistol whistle
Now I'm in my zone,
Jack, I'ma hop up and get it
One for the three, but I might get you two for the fifty
Boy, you cap so much, you might turn into a fitted
Missed
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
One, two, three, four
Shlatty
Really be making that shit for the youth
They don't wanna let us in
When we do, we gon'
us by the way we had our fitted on, where we were bidded on
And spitted on, to live our lives shitted on
From the bronx to the o, traveling long for
making plays on the daily
I ain't here to play no games with you baby
3 cm in the morning
In the back of the foreign
I know that you want it
I wanna put
the tree when I roll up
Bitch I'm outside with a 3 in my soda
Keep an outline with the weed when I spliff
We some outliers with no means to be rich
Fuck is
that guy happy go lucky zealous
Positive energetic my nigga dont get jealous
Pass by high five the love i got a spread it
And anything you want im
really crazy and antsy
Aunt Nancy ima move swift, looking fancy
On two toes, you done backed right, bitch, I'm too bold
With three soles, I unload
the beat
Do it all by myself
I don't need no industry
Make your bitch to the knees
Make your bitch to the knees
N***a shootin' like curry
I got limitless
that I'm gone
3 second buzzer beater every time that they call
Don't need your 2 cents, nothing to discuss
I make my own money, I am Elon Musk
I've been
just fo fun
Double back and buss with da tec
Hang out da window with drums
put him up
When he flex
Michael Jordan
Two hundred and twenty-three
But Mike
Dancing Under The Street Light (Live ya Street Life)-EDM
Written By: R. DarkaShade 07/08/2023
Live your street life
Let nobody stop you
Life is too
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
It was down by old Joe's barroom, on the corner of the square
They were serving drinks as usual, and the usual crowd was there
On my left stood Big
measure by the abundance of the revelations, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I be exalted above measure.
sorry God that's on me
But by chance now I'm rapping, I was rhyming at three
I always told myself to keep faith and trust in the lord
No stress in cutting
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