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Got whatchu need I don't delive tap inna south dog
Baby you need money that bad posting outcalls
Smoking larry bird latto your blowing mouse balls

I pray to God for these fuck niggas
And if it ain't about the money
I ain't fucking witcha
I fill my chains up with the energy of stones and crystals

and we fuck on a fun day
Running up the check i cannot be stopped
Cause when it's all done who gon be at the top

Sitting in this room with my glock in my

listening[01:22.74]Because in half of my songs, I'm on they ass and I'm dissing them[01:26.85]Seem to act like I'm one of y'all[01:30.13]I can never sit back and just take

101, y'all skipping the basics
My son gon' have a gun, won't be on no Drake shit
He talking out his tongue, he gon' get his face hit
His shit get broken

ain't no simp
If it ain't my grub, still make a drink
This ain't no pub it's money and things
RIP Lizzie she's pretty in pink
I dunno about O.T fam I

that shit just to switch up the topic
Pockets be sagging because all this money cannot ever fit in my wallet
I'm with a bad little shordy she chocolate

Hands to ceiling
Cause we winning
Don’t do no soap opera drama
All my children
I just want moment for life
Like Drake and Nicki
But I’m trying get

Like I really got the moves 
To go and get the guap
I had to stack up my fetty 
They was all on my wap 
Aye 
Baby won't you come my wayyyy 
Got

knowing them diamonds be cloudy
Im fucking the bitch from the back
And she straight from the hood but shorty look island
They mad my money keep piling
10

Niggas think I came to play, dawg, don't stress me out
I'm hot as hell in the field with my weapon out
Bitch steady trippin', man, she sayin' that

used to like all ones But the bankroll pink And blue
Now in the field like Call of Duty He get to killin' shit like shoot House

This chain around my

I've been changing my perspective on things
Used to be aimless, now I just live through my dreams
We have the means to make sure every going is green

Drake and the old Mr. Carter
Yeah, Crando my dog, I'm like Jimmy, he Goddard
I know what to do when this life shit get harder
All you niggas is sweet like

shit and she don't even drink 

(I just need my space right now)
Fuck it
Let's get rid of all the talking 
A couple shots from where Pac was a Perc' away

won’t end, I’m bout to stick Nick Cannon and my Wild N Out friends
That’s why I’m booking all these niggas, man this shit getting fun 
I’m about to take

my life
Instead making a career of this reminiscing life
Instead of giving money to women that are unright
But thank you so much God, that I'm home in

Nigga said he fresh as fuck I  guess that boy be lyin
She can't throw it back but yo girl still be tryin
Fuck all of them rumors I'm worried bout

Lil Merthex
WAYDT
Why Are You Doing That
(Familiar Yoh)
Shey ban ni aguntan to ba ba aja rin
Omo dandan oma jegbe
All my gees out there don turn

harder
Than anything that I have spit or recorded
They tell me your flow is so dumb its retarded
My money is straight all these commas is charted
Im

Just like a Gemini
Everyday we run it up
We get plenty exercise
All my niggas know we move in one
Just like we  synchronized
I don't even really fuck

hemisphere
Can’t no one touch me like I’m in a sphere
No fame, just the money then disappear
No mirror to have a view in the rear
Everyone is behind, my

Damn here we go again
It's another after party
Look it's way past 10
Celebrating for my man
He just got up out the pen
Bad women all around us
I am with

Loaded

Y.G.

Light of Day

2018

never had cents
Oh no

Fuck all them niggas they dodging
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my niggas is mobbing
They didn't try us, we got it