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baby

I'm Done


You can have the struggle

The yearning to be free

I'm kicking off my boots

Underneath this tree

You want to make your mark

Baby go

Look bitch don't play me
I would've went crazy in the eighties
Rock rappers right down to fucking sleep
They're my sons they're my babies
My produce

the spliff and make sure you fill up my cup bruh
With whisk or vodka or cognac I'm all about that straight shit
Less you talking bout a threesome I'm straight

sitting here crazy
Or are you driving me there
Am I yo ms daisy
Then we probably won't pair
To be honest I'm scared
I've been vulnerable here
I feel like

coming home
I got some niggaz
Livin life through ah phone
And that's real
And I can't talk to you about how I feel
Thinking bout Killa and gucci
I wanna

Feel me these hoes gon' chose when they see the gang baby
All these muhfuckin' chains on my neck
I need me a trap hoe yeah
I need me a trap hoe

She

currency
Murders at a all time high
But a bitches pussy burning is a emergency
If it ain't about my lady or my baby it's bullshit
Cause the worlds fuckin

tried it Ima go ahead and chuck the deuce
You actin different I can tell by the way you moving
Now that's some strange body language you forgot I'm fluent

Looking for that, that Bonnie man
Need a 'lil Bonnie with me man
'Lil Bonnie by my side and all that
'Lil Bonnie and all that
Bonnie, huh

You

reckless 
Where’s his respect for all the OGs and their principalities 
That shit don’t phase me baby
I been hands off to the things you treat so dearly but

Driving you mad (Crazy)
It is this feeling that has brought you to me
Do you know what I'm talking about?
I spend a lot of time thinkin' all the shit I’m

crazy
Im that form with a kite in a lightning storm
Screaming "Its all about the Benjamins baby"
Franklins inventive trapping of energy
Harnessed

than these bitches
How much
Round two, never let up on these bitches
AP, cloned who
I'm embarrassed by you bitches
And let this be a lesson, I don't care

you know that we gifted
I got my flow Adidas on, i’m original
I’ma 90’s baby, I need me a Courtney or maybe a ‘Cedes
I need me a lady, she like me cuz I

tryna be surrounded
By that fake ass energy
Fake ass friend to me
Convertible a nigga off ya top turn u a Kennedy
Wishin I could go back to the simpler

sleeping in the tomb
And it’s either you’re doomed when hearing this tune by this theatre to ruin 
And the blinkin’ of lightnin’ Is about to finish the wound

of your own?
Believe me, you don't wanna know
That crazy world I call home

And the lord of the land still wanna make me
Homeless and stress me out half

me to a better me, yeah

Falling like an Autumn leaf for you girl
Crazy how I found peace with you girl
But you fucked me up
I can't sleep, no I can't

on stunt’n chila wit a white tee

Smelling like a whole pound of loud 
People walking by saying can you turn that shit down

I know that I’m the shit I carry

angles
Me and bro stay connected like cable
Nigga 50 can't eat at this table
Going harder then harder like baby
On the stage got the crowd going crazy

to look at
G-U-Y-F-E-R-Z, now you know me, let's get freaky
She said "baby let me call my best friend we can make this 3"
Never mind bitch I don't really

tell lil baby I'ma slide
Life is crazy, I been racin', doin' eighty when I drive
Tell me if you down to ride-ride till the end
And my heart been gettin'

Uh
SoDope baby
Call it murder she wrote baby
Hear me on it, hear me on it
Got damn
Aye Point you crazy for this one
Had to let this shit breathe for

(Huh)
We don't really smoke, 'less it's 20gs
On your knees, I'ma cross you up then hit like twenty 3s
Ballin' like I'm 23, but I don't need no Pippen by