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scraping dollars
Its krazy what these bitches out here doing for a follow
Get her off the oil lil weed and she gone swallow
Everybody that I idolized them

my friend inda winter
Cold in December remember you'll shiver low
Weather gets chilly grab sweaters and mittens
Look at the women so pretty she litty

league
You know your ass can't compete
I'm the goddamn MVP
Like The Game said, "envy me"
I ain't got no M-16
Just a flow so clean
Another beat by MTD
Still

Bam when I flip the shit like Aunt Jemima
Used to sweat a lil Hundo 
Now I count by thousands
Superstar on your block 
But can you reach the counter

tonight in Arizona

Tell me what's the vibe are you tryna ride
Pull you by my side if you want me all the time
Take you on a summer night yeah
On a summer

wit us today then he gone pay by tonight
Headshots only, bro say he won't play wit yo life
You know I'm quick to cut you off lil bitch, I lay with

All By My Lonely

young thug/artist/lil keed

Keed Talk to 'Em

2018

dip out there all by my lonely I dont need no nigga I spaz
Oh yeah, this a new bankroll
Oh yeah, talkin' bout the shit you can't fold
Oh yeah, I'm

head low
Baby all up on my line like Geppetto
And she talking hot shit baby lets go
Had to get it popping in this bitch
You can save the drama lil mama

check
If you fuck with gang, you get fucked up next
Off White trunks, how I jump in wet?
Ran it up chilling, how the fuck I sweat?
Lil' bitch a zombie,

Ima swing by and pick up ya' hoe
Heart full of hate wear the hate on my arm
I'm from a place where you can't make it far
Don't need no bar to make top

you heard the news?
What's that?
Lil' Rob got a brand new sound ese, called the Sureno blues baby
And this is how it gets down on the brownside of town

Play me dumb, I might go and break Cupid's bow
If another hoe wanna go low, I'll go lower
Make another song, talking on some stupid shit
Make another

bye-bye
Til then 300G fly by, rented
So foggy windows look tinted
We just be lookin at your Roley at dem hot shows
So go 'head boy, get drunk, pop that Mo'

shit 
And I know that you talking but fuck you lil bitch
Peep I said bitch I would call you a nigga but niggas don't talk we just run up digits
Running

played with my Vision
All of them against us as we gone handle that business
And as the time fly by we gone see who gone ride even divided the lows some

when she pull up

I know that's he hate it when I be too busy but shawty still suck it with love

Tell her keep our lil thing on the low

It's our

and lease the whip
But If you gotta stunt
Then shop by the residual
But take a hint from me 
And start ya LLC
Take that Jordan money 
Make it mortgage money

fat
Everything I do they make it out a hashtag ( Hashtag )
Beats produce by Will and every song you gonna run it back
Son getting bigger one day might

You too good and they’ll drag by the hood but they ain’t slick
How they dip when the woes is all swarming with them zeros
when you mackin on attraction

always to like women lil more than men
Maybe it's phase, playin the spades, dialed me in to pass time in shades 
Entertained by enterin her taint
Too long,

Thinking of You

Philthy Rich

Kill Zone

Lil Rege
I was raised by the streets, I wasn't raised by my parents
So being a real street nigga' could never be a challenge
Moms had 5 kids, 5

up on my face,
Dragged down by my burdens, so I
Had to take some time to myself
But know I ain't fall off baby I was just learning to fly
Now I set my

they assume we spray
Rounds through the whole town like every May
I used to get mad like, 'who are they?'
Till I seen my lil homie get hit by stray

He

different subjects (Ain't Tryin' to do no wrong)
Three ninety-nines like low prices, that's greatness...(I'm dyin' for better days)
I feel like I walked so he