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you think I'm rookie
And if I did it, I was by myself
12 cant even book me
Huh, I got gas in my pocket
Got designer on my body
Huh, got that stick on my

Tell me your secret
I don't know how you make it by
Must have good reason to be alive

A moment of sonder
Wondering how you live your life
I guess

Niggas least of all my worries
Nah I never been scary
The streets is cold
I still won't fold
Just grab my skully & Pelle
Keep it for niggas
Hide it from

a calamari
We the ones who brought the drugs To the party
Keep saying all these things that you Do
But I ain’t heard bout it
This the song
Is for all my trap

But I'm going to do it anyway

I see you standing all alone by the stereo
I dim the lights down to very low
Here we go

You're so beautiful
You could be

eating plates
Like I work at the shoney's
I Don't got no time 
For the fakes or the phoneys
I ain't callin 12 
You know I got it on me
If you are not

Put the money in the in the bag
Cash credit debit anything that you have
Ill grab it and do the dash
Don't get in the way
I hop in the getaway car

Just like everyone else
Yall never change
Yall should just quit
Cock back that rifle and end it real quick
Nigga fuck 12 do drugs sip sprite
99 problems

understand⬦

Mfhghghgh mghghghghgh

I know⬦ Ditto baby⬦	

1:39 (12 bars)

If I ever got a zit, you read it like Braille
All the dogs we get â¬"

stressin
But my father started talking
And he told me it by accident
My mother started panicking
Like he's too young to handle it
But truly I didn't care

with them shits
Because we ridin' with the stick and we shit in our own hands
Every time I hop in the booth, you know it's a pride thing
Keep a Rollie

at your door, in da flesh
Only want da neck, fuck sex
Tell em stop working with 12
Or they can get carried by 6
We don’t snitchin shit
Dat nigga a bitch
I

bags/
Made every deal using dealer tags/
I just keep it real I don’t mean to brag/
I was looking good when I’m feeling bad/
I was doing good when you was

Serving fiends by the slurp of this alphabet soup 
Watching they minds go berserk when they hear that new Bruce 
For anybody on my nerves know it's slaps

eh eh
It hightunex on the beat Emini breb oshe
It hightunex on  the mix ahh omo na gratitude
This is my gra gra gratitude o

Song written by Abejide

Used to trap out granny's crib and she was damn near onto me
Xanax by the thousands so my 40 do lobotomy
I'm pushing anything that's in demand it do

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I guess sometimes it's just better not to say anything at all
(What)
I came through with a chopper no Hells Angel
Had to tell

homies we all ride or die, remember u said that I wasn’t your type,
I Keep it on me lil boy I don’t fight
if she come over she spending the night
I am

dick
Call me  my uncle rick
Cause i hate women
You say that's wrong
But i keep winning
Im winning
This game of monopoly
Got so much property
By property

Ooh, I love you
Ooh, I do
No one could love you
Like I do
Hey
Yo, ay, keep talking that shit
Ay, we ain't stunting shit
Come to the shlums, nigga

waking up after 5
Ill be playing station by 9
Caffeine feel like cocaine
It keep my eyes wide open
2 pills cold shower 
B6 B12 before I can log in
I can’t

and they barely know

I was told that all dogs still go to heaven And your best friend should be the reverend
They told me when I was 11 to say, fuck 12

the ground
Nigga talking shit? (Fa, fa, fa, fa)
The Garden slime you out
Nigga diss the kid? (Fa, fa)
My .40 take you out
My choppa got a date
By 12:00, it

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