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past me wanna steer the wheel
But I’m still stuck up in the backseat
I feel like I’m being driven
By all my passengers i imagine a Tesla
But really I’m

tok tic tok 
Girl Time is money
Big bag why d money dey talk
Aunty, no rate me
Uncle, no rate me
Low key until my hustle
Paid big, with efcc trouble

little girl

Sometimes I get bit by the dark
It spreads into my heart
Takes over me
I believe I will laugh, I believe it'll pass
I believe there's

strapped with gats so - step - BACK

[Chorus]

I been twisting fresh hits and grotesque torsions
I use a chainsaw, when I'm performing an abortion
I stack up

Until you step it up nigga
Don’t play me a beat that was said to me
The reason why my heart turned zero degrees
Now the chain on my chest that’s my rosary

had my style possessed my stamina
Man they tryna bottle this and sell it by the canister
Yeah they call me king get your manners up!
Go bananas but

Looks like you boys done fucked up

I'm 'bout to make my ex sorry that she ever left me
Murder everything she 
Some vodka in her belly mixed with

coming back my niggas we mobbing n take the supplies
Gotta get by

Know Y these nigga mad at me
I stay charged up like a battery
They talking shit but not

you catch a cold. 



Trust nobody!

This world has changed.

The minds we know,

Have rearranged.

It’s easy to run,

Down the wrong tracks.

It’s up

have a seat
I get on the track and they be like preach
And my name ringing bells all in the streets
My dog took an L, got saved by the Bell
Now he walk

girl, no question
Ooh, sitting in the back now roll it up!
Hey, sipping on the track now pour it up!
I just felt what you’ve been through
And you just

Yeah
My bank balance
Is taking up my mind-space
Where getting money is the only way to concentrate
I'm under-utilised
Or over complicated
Are my

the big wheel
Let's face facts, I'm not ever gonna waste tracks
So for me to drop some new shit is like a big deal
How I get inspired by my own ideas?

up like the champ, I bout to celebrate
Keep them tabs on your girl, you better regulate
I keep the squares around circle, they the wrong shape
Uh
All

eons

Like a vet I'm a solid performer
Got my calm on I don't have to warm up
Step to the plate of a fine thang swiftly
Knock it out the park like

life’s involved 
Baby girl we can’t link up less my wife’s involved
I be exercising in the drip with the ice and all
Trappin since Mayhew, High Point

when they really just some midgets
Lie to get a girl, just so they can hit it, then brag about their buisness
I'm after everybody on this track so come

Back in the days it was 4 or 5
Nowadays I step on my ones
Got love for all of my bro's from day
We don't speak everyday but you know it's love
I'm in

(Yo let me in)
Struggling to find what the recipe is
Maybe the A-Double-D been messing up buddy Iz
With a warning, momma watching all this time,

Now it's always my time
Yeah yeah
Ay, I said it's always my time
I step off the set the van is filled with my guys
And I got my baby girl and she a fine

young nigga I grew up with you
(Oh yeah)
I ain't really tripping about that girl but it's about respect
But at the same time young nigga we having

back back back
I been drowning
Wet wet wet wet yeah
Impress you ain't even gotta hide it
Ain't fast but you never gotta hide
Oh yeah
Baby girl I know you

living in my prime
Prayers up and blessings down all the time
Oh My Gawd
Oh My Gawd
Oh My
Gawd if it can go wrong Then it will go wrong
Call it Murphy's

faith
And consciously waking up everyday
Tweaking my shit, healing my shit
At the end like, "Who is this bitch?"
Real shit

It's like we argue and fight