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eyes
You, elected me, as your captain
Said it'd be a worthy death, if we ended up crashing
I've been approved by, all of your kin and
Each of your

guap got shot in the face
Want the guap comin in by the case
Tryna pull off in a brand new Wraith
I keep this shyt real ain't got time to play
My niggas

to explain
When it's all said and done the whole world'll know my name
Put some RESPECK on my shit
And turn ya speakers up whenever you hear this bitch
Lot

you ain't cut off for nothing
Cuz you ain't get up and get it
Like I ain't offer you nothing
Lil nigga cut it out
I'm from the era by the park
Known

a hawk
The paper don’t stop so they follow
Faking the plot, stay in your spot
They hate then they jock cuz they hollow
Still sipping lean by the bottle
Get

can be scary
Promise me you won't fear it
They said my dream was far fetched and
Yet I promise I'm near it now whats up?

If you don't stop
Then

chasing.
I'm really thanking god it's friday, thirteenth.
Off work, Jason, it's your day.

It's the homie Jason and you know I got you bracing,
because when

for 
Toby and Kunta the same n***a 
I'd rather play chicken George 
Massa get it crackin' with the whip 
You don't gotta ask what it's hitting for 
You

for 
Toby and Kunta the same n***a 
I'd rather play chicken George 
Massa get it crackin' with the whip 
You don't gotta ask what it's hitting for 
You

the block empty
Cruise around with a low pro
But still you know bro
95 Max
Blowing O's of the dro
I put it to you like this
I'm not a rapper
But my flow tight

All I do is smoke weed
Uh, really
Fuck it
I'ma show em how I do
I'ma show em how I do
Pcity
Where my weed at
I need that
Chasin paper
You don't know

so many
Dont worry bout ammo i always got plenty
And if i run out arrows these hands are ready
In a night club and i drop the bass low
The green arrow

keep it real like James harden
I'm constantly asking myself which one is it gonna be
Cause I don't wanna end up like one of the kids
Whose gat the Best

overdid it
Man, you put your all into it
Now they call you stupid
Now you cut them off and now they gone
And plus your homies distant
And Blood, I know you

And I don't need to tell you twice
Nah
That I don't give a fuck-a what you claimin'
Put the money in my hand and ima skrrt off like a street race
All

his chest
The streets know we passed, every time we're put to the test
Don't invest in no guns, go and put it in a vest
Snatch a body from his

of Valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by

gettin to it
Fuck you and yo brodie nem, cuh y'all some fuckin goofies
I'm only 18, buh my life a fuckin movie
I'm tryna put the whole team on
Yea I like

My rings worth ya check 3 checks
My jeweler he the best the best
Spent like 30 on my middle finger
And I don't know the rest don't ask me bout no price

it
7.62 out that pap put a whole in yo fucking fitted
Remember we ain't have shit but a dollar and we had to split it
Moet 6 life until i die  we been

them boundaries all around me
Or I probably jump off a bridge
I hate the way that's sounding
It's easy to give into depression
When the church don't

moving your feet
Turn a stool upside down, give 4 metros a seat
Lads up on the floor, this the movement for sure
And by the time it's all over you gon'

To Whom it May Concern
I wrote this at my desk for all the lessons that I've learned
Got to get this off my chest because I been stressed at every

on my Southern charm
And you don't have a chance
Now I got you on my arm
You're askin' me to dance
Let's go
My slow wind puts you in place
And you're