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This is my introduction
Imma start it off by saying something
That might come off as insane
The world’s got a problem
And i think it’s
A lack

I’m draped in Louis and Gucci
Maybe we can put the seats back and laugh at a movie
Or even scream, or cry, whatever you feel at the moment
They all

walking through it I'm in grind mode
And if you're willing to walk by besides me
Ill be by your side when we riding in nice seats.
If i was still miserable

up in my room, making midnight beats 
Hoping one day I'll be selling out seats over seas 
And dating a Kardashian, flexin like Yeezy

Living in

thats always the mission
They speak on my name stay the fuck out my business
I ride by myself i dont need no help
Im finna go cop me a new gucci belt
I

I’m spending them blue ones don’t give me no change
Nun of them niggas stay in the lane
Get locked up by 12 he gone sing
7am when the doorbell ring
8pm

fashion but a penniless bum
Looking at my piece
Like please
Wanna smoke and still wear Gucci
Now I'm on my knees
Not praying just searching couch cushions

I want to chop that life wey dey hungry me
So people can watch me sing on their TV
Wear some ice box rings and rock Gucci
Spend many time overseas

build myself a business
Gucci, Prada, always on me
Way she share herself
Man I think that bi' a commie
Two seat? Nada, riding in a trolley
Put the bros

it
C'mon

You know the play its C-A all day
Forever Inspired
By my God Yahweh
The name brings the same theme as the Valley of the Kings
On a winning

my pocket whenever wherever I move in my town
I be by myself don’t need me no nigga to help me maneuver around

Bitch

I really came up off this rap

just got put in your seat
So, bye, bye
Remember this guy, guy
That you don't fly by
And remember you're not sly, sly
And I'm onto you, and I'll put you

the way of my dough
Too much fucking money but I need to get more 

Baby take a seat with my dick up
I ain’t playin games fuck a pickup
She give me brain,

of the streets /criteria fillin it/ put together by the piece/ every brick in the building fit/ call big homie everyday / ian pray in a minute/ the nigga serving

just got put in your seat
So, bye, bye
Remember this guy, guy
That you don't fly by
And remember you're not sly, sly
And I'm onto you, and I'll put you

a seat
If it's one that I know
Is that I live by the VNM Die by the VNM
If you ain't with the gang you a victim Ah
VNM in ya veins
Now put 'em in the game

your
Teeth full of fecal see my EYES
With my white contacts see
All your false acts take your false raps
Shove it up under my nutsack
Fuck the Gucci

get beat 

On the floor with her 
prayin' we catch him in the streets 

I told her we Gucci, 
Ma relax,
let up ya feet

Heart to hearts in a rolls,

some by her chin
Like a goat tee
I get to it don't know
Bout no slow feet
Fucked her told the bitch
Act like you don't know me
I'm giving the hoe back

bitch you barely can't see me
You barely can't see me vv too bright
Vvs to bright you really go blind

Hot box in the sky my niggas the highest
4 by 4

you can't never catch me pissing

At the Gucci store bout to pop another round
G5 to Florida, private seat for another bound
Private mansion in

Brand new coat, blood stains
Gucci belt, are you insane?
Trying to live in the city’s so hard
You’ll be on your way to work, can’t even find your own

on the couch
We was all on our trap shit had em
Sniffin shit by the ounce
Straight act a fool with a pack a wolves
Karl Anthony towns
I told gone and get they

carrying this pain and it's feeling so heavy
How you ride or die but ain't got no weapon
In the back seat watch her slide down the leather
Play games like