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the corners suppliers dem bait 

Hung up my boots and laced up real ones Adriano you can call me a waste 

 two glocks just side by side 
Manufacture Russian it

"she's the purest"

Saw a white girl 
Snorting white girl 
Off a pink titty 

In the back room 
By the bathroom  
With a rolled 50 
 
She licks it up 
She

bomber
Cause I support Utd but I'm raised by the Gunners
Make a soft drink off them plays but I don't' sell hard
Wanna go Novi told her slide see you in

shady
Lights camera action
Time is yours baby
I know you be shy
I know you a freak
I know you are crazy
Lets Light up the spliff
Bout to make you Hazy
So

Now I'm standin' in the room like elephant
Leading by example but you can call me Elliot
Covid got me rhyming for the hell of it
Hip, house, rap, rave,

Save my venom for when it get critical
They just do it for camera, get image up
I can't locate yo soul, nigga live it up
Watch how they mimic, copy

walked by, tried to catch my eye
Had him on his tippy toes won't lie
Richgirl put em on a natural high
Now you wanna play it off
And act hard
It is what is

the barber
To cut the bullshit, no more action for them fuckin' cameras
I had enough of fake news, polish the bullshit before publish it
Then push it long

the barber
To cut the bullshit, no more action for them fuckin' cameras
I had enough of fake news, polish the bullshit before publish it
Then push it long

hannin, forreal
Beat those drums

Soon as we lock up the pot, camera surveillance the spot
This overdue, them there was so overdue
Them folk were

all funny to me
Where's the treasure, I'am the key
Don't compare that slimy nigga to me
I'm hotter, just check the degrees
He's a fib, got punked out by

breakin' me
Bandanas and street cameras
Dope dealers and gang bangers
In my city for the right price they leave your brains hangin'
I trust none that ain't

out
Drive by the house, wait 'til the sun down
Cut the camera, kick the door like, "Get on the ground"

Ground, yeah, you heard me?
Klan business,

of love
Perform on camera, like a star
Sold that crack from Katie's, now look I'ma star (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ow, yeah, got a stash spot by the lake

a hammer
Imma swipe like a scammer
Rodeo drive get the camera
Rollie presidential no scandal
Big bank, big bank, big bank, Hank
Big bank, big bank, big bank,

Shawty, how you gettin' home
I'm good, I'm fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell

the money
I'm the talk
My weight my chest my ass my checks
My man likes to watch me undress
Cameras flash and dinners that
Sit on a rooftop, pay in cash

CONVERSATIONS FROM A SPEAKEASY (Feat. OMNI)

(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis/J. McDonald)
Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions
Written

the pack ain't through
Grew up by 'Eighty-Four, lumber War Admiral making moves
Thelonious had to die yeah that jazz ghost
I know they sayin life’s a movie,

do you right
If you ‘bout it, lemme know, by da end of night you can…

Tek time baby, tek time
When I whine up my body slow (my body slow)
Feel da

we ain't gon' never play by the rules
Made that lil' bitch get up out the room
I got on Dolce Gabbana from next year
Fuck the airport, I get called

dollars
Plus I begged my mom and dad to drop a thousand on camera
And I made myself acquainted with the kind of things a Canon does
Many of us are scared

fight baby i’mma do you right
If you ‘bout it, lemme know, by da end of night you can…

Tek time baby, tek time 
When I whine up my body slow (my body

fight baby i’mma do you right
If you ‘bout it, lemme know, by da end of night you can…

Tek time baby, tek time 
When I whine up my body slow (my body