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it
Talk shit then I might do it
I'm at your crib, I take out your bitch, I make her eat out then I drive through it
Man, a nigga ego got a size to it

Boxman whooping them dumb fucks
Struck by the wrong end of my nunchucks
You'll witness the end of your days, perro
From today, one could say you have no

Mane hold up
I'm coming down but I heard it was up
I don't gang bang but I'm covered in blood

If you ain't got Covid
I bet you get
Touched by

calling me home I gotta do my chores later
And Mom won't let me on the streets
And Pops saying I might get popped by the cops when I'm in my sleep
But it's

a white girl that really like to shoot when it's drama time
Man your life is dramatized
That's a lot of lies
You've been sodomized
By Uncle Sam
Monkey still

and take yo' life, I got this Glock right by me, know this bitch stay on my side, I up this bitch ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra, these bullets taking flight, I got

a skunk
I'ma need 10K to walk in your club
I can tell by they eyes that they throwin' slugs
Then smile in my face and ask for a hug
Bitch, you full

I met you downtown Lafayette 05
You threw up a gang sign when you rode by
What in the world
Flagged you back whole time
I'm thinking these white

back 
I'm tight as hell with his brother 
I'm making songs with his cousin 
He send me beats like it's nothin
Rest in peace to Chicago 
I need my wine

a single album now everybody knows us
Sipping on boba never watching Roma
Replacing my Mercedes that got taken by the tow truck

Yeah bitch, the next drinks

to bury 'em
But I chose to give a damn
And box for you like pictures on Instagram
Chose to respect what was built by both Kool and Bam
You know who I am,

Let's Go

Chris Lowe

Black Life

2004

or New Haven, or Chicago
Oh yeah, by the way, my name Chris Lowe
Move ya hips lows, love it when ya lips blow
Damn - shorty's standin by the coat check

ass shit
Where niggas putting them calls through, texting, all that goofy shit
Man, niggas gotta play it by the rules, man
People that losin' they

To be quite honest, man he was better than me 
I watched his scholarships deplete
He went from 10 D1 offers to 3 
And even then only one had

say please
Its 100 degrees
Palm trees calm me
Your man ain't fly you out just call me
But you gotta swallow my offspring
Why he say he ain't got it
I

Man these rappers they really be shook up. I barely do features this shit worth a brick bruh. Rather run it up trappin n crackin these banks then I’m

don't give a fuck
I just left yo lil bitch house
Bust 2 3 nuts I got hoes in Chicago
And Milwaukee no Bucks
I'm runnin shit, move bitch
Ya skill set aint

a couple of minutes
So follow me as I guide y'all to a different dimension
Was born into family raised by a single woman
I always rap about giving momma shit

Man, I got a baby with another on the way, I'm like a fucking Dad, get rad, fat boy do bunny hops, fuck a hypebeast I'm beast the least interest in

chronic pain, no disease
Just hurtin like athletes, but really I don't give a fuck
I'm never gon be livin happily
That's why I'm smoking gettin by, weed too

(THIS CHICAGO NIGGA) AYE
They know what i'm doin (ay yuh)
They know what i'm doing
I got the lyrics ho, lets get into it
Hop on any beat, they know

Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in

now I'm alone 
But I fight it anyway gotta stay strong 
Time flying by, it's been so long
What's going on, yeah 

I Rose up through the concrete 
Like

fuck the throne up like I’m Cersei nigga
See I packed my bags shook to Chicago
Hop and Zado like 314 day lotto
Free my niggas from the dirt watch us