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but man i got
Hands, i think ill get to climbing
And make another song with mediocre rhyming
I lay back and do drugs
My life flashes by but not done

queen her ass was fat stomach flat
I had that girl doing some jumping jacks
Then blew her back out like a candle
She too hot to handle
I'ma sit her

Life
Must've been island settings sipping on Don Julio
Mixed with Sorrel got the perfect ratio
Pretty lady by my side got the right ratio
And we ain't

got a sack
Put my pockets on a Jwett diet
Cause they getting fat
Don't talk about the jwett
I be forgetting that
Shoot the driver side then flip

still tryin' to figure out how love me
Maybe one day it'll end up so lovely
Wit a girl who really loves me
Even when I'm gettin' tubby
Fat all on my tummy

get the new sticks, Yeah we geekin' to buss
Hopping out of that car, Do that shit for the rush
Living life by the gun, If you die that's a must
Aim

side bets with play money
How's that (How)
Smart ass
Can't cash the big checks your mouth flaps
I'm the type to lounge fat
Recoup
Bounce back
Cover debts

I ain't got time For you sucka-ass niggas who hate
Yeah, take a ride in my whip if you don't know the streets
I been active and I ain't squashin' no

Wallet got fat
Turned to blubber
I want a mansion
My mind in the gutter
I get what I want
Like did I stutter

I know a lot of hungry gremlins
Looking for

high school now going for my degree
Yeah
Cause of my team you get no wins lately
Maybe you just been too shady
Lazy do no work you cannot fade me
Crazy

night

(Pre)
I don't wanna feel anything at all
Wanna just sleep when I fall
To by bed when I heard a call
My mom is calling I switched it off
I am too

[Intro]
Un Un Un Un
Look Look
P Un Un Un Un

[Verse 1]
She be on the go, Money on the flo
Know she living fast but she count it slow
Hit her by

away from the sound that they claim
As the craze for the mainstream embraced by today
Aye

Goddamn I feel fantastic
These motherfuckers all been fake

nice body, ass fat
Behind every gangster, a shawty solid that got his back
He know who to come to every time the world handle him bad
The one he call

Boom yeah
Lifestyles of the Broke and Almost Famous

"Herbert Anthony you need to
Get you life together"
That's my momma bothered by
How I'm living

to know my name

They know my name
And my past
Hurry up think of something fast 
Or this song could be my last
Hide emotions like wearing a mask yeah

I

Charquest, Ewoh, I don't kolo
Nor be small thing ohh
Like 2baba go say ehh Ewoh ahh
Ewoh yeah

In case you nor know, we ain't promise tomorrow
Give

all my bitches fat ass with a A cup
She say, how you feelin' bitch

Yeah, that's the time I'm on I just need a wood with a Sprite and a styrofoam
I

My habits are the baddest
Wasting life away
But I got goals I grab at
And a bit to say
I ain't some fat-ass on a mattress
Bish, my bed is made

I'm in Seattle with this shit, yeah
I'm in Seattle with a blick no cap

I'm on that I don't give a fuck
I'm tryna fuck a nigga bitch
You diss my

When it come to talking, ima rumble
Run toes
Tell you I need you, don't fumble
Steppers by my side
HAHAHA
Yours fold
Clowns go talk, like, 'Boy, you

the bitch know that she missin' from my mind
She a 10 out of 10, so I nickname her Dime
Ass so damn fat, she walk by, I rewind
And she lookin' so pretty, I

know the hell whats up with that I thought I IS
Yeah the best nigga rapping but I guess I slipped (DMX)
I done woke up from this Colma and said YES I IS

Would 
You 
Come
And
Visit my grave

Down in the soil
I'm withered away
After my wave

Would you come over and chill by the tomb
This is my room