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FAM , LETS GET IT )x2


OFF OF THE TOP (ROPE)
WATCH HOW I DROP THOUGH(THOUGH )
PASS ME THE BAG I THROW IT LIKE (FLACKO)
PAiNTING THIS PICTURES I FEEL

but use no razor

Cutting checks, a bossy bitch so you Don’t need me for no paper

Getting high we fly by scraper, take yo shots like what’s a chaser?

some tight Levi’s
But for now I have to grind
I want to make it to top so that’ll mean I have to climb
At age 20, I put 20x the work than you did and I

meds
And I felt it like the whole world
In my head stutter
Headphone Trap chain on my neck
Gifted by the Chaos X
Now means more than the others
We got no

I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin'
About Learjets and coupes
The way Salt shoops and how they
Sell records like Snoop - (oops)
I'm interrupted by

spend,
Do this religiously,
And look at me,
Standing here,
By the bar,
Buying drinks for everyone,
One tap of this cards,
Halfa days graft gone,
But

them
All these changes makes me zone 
Out when I deep them


Ten toes on the concrete
Before I had a whip 
I was tryna whip cream
When we heard theres

gullible, tell em jump and they say, how high
Bitch, I'm Jason with machetes, a yellow sponge cause I am ready
She made it pop like it's confetti, I'm livin'

a four leaf clova
Super nova in the mouth bustin on niggas
Bark hit harder than anyones fake triggas
U talk about it in ya music-but aint do nothin
Low

or stutter, 
You'll end up 
Six feet under
That's ten in his back like Messi 
And two in the dots don't test me
I pra Just bless me, 
Words on the streets don't

about nothing they slide anywhere
Been in the water I probably loved it more than Micheal Phelps
Thought I could do it but I can't do it all by myself
I

get too cozy (no)
Stand far from these phonies, they Cubic Zirconis (broke)
You see what I’m rolling always 6-0‘n (LOCs)
Was high when I wrote this, you

nigga just bag his bitch
Tryna win but they want me to lose
& yung Freddy ain't havin it, yeah

Yung king go by da name of Freddy
All my life I ain't

a place where you ain't have a choice,
I hopped off the porch started playing with toys,
Walk into court let me pray to the lord,
I'm high I don't know what

walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I'm Chris Breezy (brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny

that white girl, Dolly Parton,
My crib in the sky, ain't worried bout no drive-bys,
I'm the biggest inspiration in these niggas eyes,
I'm too high and I

a millionaire by your eighteen
Daddy gonna do you proud, and if I die (and if I die)
Then keep that smile and do not frown, baby girl, you'll be alright
I miss

higher learning

Thinking fora better way

Gambling in the game of life

Winnings just a bet away

I saw too many bad nights

Looking forward to better

Erase mistakes that's in my past, the days when i laughed
Without subconscious worry behind the face of a mask
Haunted by the words, that i've

state but showing out
Can't holla at these girls no more they'll air ya out
And ya know 1 to 10 on a scale in her fourties she's a Niner
That's a gold

fly. But it takes ten toes to be a stand up guy
I really am that high, but I wonder why. Or if a butterfly ever gets lonely
It's about time that I blow

mama crib
Back at the house
Just got off work, man shit
Lost in my mind
Said I wasn't even gonna do it again
Until I got high
But aye
Fucked around

physically control it
So what I'm fly. But it takes ten toes to be a stand up guy
I really am that high, but I wonder why. Or if a butterfly ever gets lonely

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As a young boy he'd look high in the sky
Thinking big dreams, with a twinkle in his eye
Moved by the universe and everything in store