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the heat SuperCye SuperNova
If I got you on my target then its over
Hold up
Never slow there's no lean in my soda
This one brings me closer
I came here alone

Oh shit,
Man I just quit my job
Feeling like, Oh my god
Gotta get that rent paid.
Need it by Wednesday,
Man, it’s hard to think in a fucked up

or the wax strips,

Preening and make up, kiss and make up, peace to everyone who picked CD, or a tshirt or a tape up,
The race or a marathon, I’m taking

depression sittin in the rear-mirror,
The hole is getting shrinking maybe disappear,
Syncing with the music soon to send it fourth-gear
And all the fuckin

scuba gear
Got a vision in the mirror maybe bigger than it do appear
We ain't playing no games who the fuck you think you fooling here
I've done lost so

This the type of shit that wake the lazy up like pay me bucks
Heard he talking wild but he aint made enough
Shit cant be rough cause I'm really

a tack in him, bet you know I'm switchin' gears (c'mon)
Like what's happenin', if you want fire we'll get fierce (c'mon)
We can cut it up to nothing like

get your ass in gear. 

Don't be scared, I won't be viscous. 
Let's show him how we “Diarrhea Christmas”

Gimme that gimme that gimme that 
Gimme that

Dame I pull up from range 
Controlling the game it spread like a flame my trail getting blazed
See I been that nigga and I’m still that nigga I’m stuck

bet she came with a man
Runnin' up digits, I'm runnin' again prodigal son they know i been their man

Pulled up, about fresher than Prince Two-tone

longer

The sun is up, it's Monday now
And I'm still coming down

I lost my mind, I'm full of the fear
Somehow I always end up here
Off the back of a three

different gal everyday of the week
and yuh gal give it up inna di back seat

CHORUS

Suh mi ask dem pussy weh di pree now
Did poor back then now mi meech out

Huh, eat that shit up, it's like Bom Appetit
I get the one for the two, that's the piece
I got them Forgi's, go and check the lease
We doin' it easy,

damage
I don't even want no one
But you the only one I see, whoa

Hey, wanna stay over baby that's fine
But you gotta know how to switch the gears, let's

off alone

Get you alone
So can get up out of here
Hope the path is clear
I don't wanna hear
That you can't face your fears
Swerving switching gears for

balling
I want your hoe to get out in the morning
Get out
I'm a make her say

I wake up in the morning it's a nice day
Sun rays in my eyes I can't see shit

gangster be Daniel cuz we live in a lion's den
We all hustle cuz we able nanso erfa ahr na woshia wo Ken
Yanwo wo gangster wo forci dane ahr obeyi gear nu

to end the year
Fresh from Cali, now I'm finna switch it to another gear
Hit the toll around 12, push a hundred somethin'
All I got is me and my balls, I

that shit's so hot, you better cool that quick
I'm on fire, not quite up in here, we're still down in the basement with young ideas
To slap you cocks in

Dwayne Wade
Bout to hit you up with this fade, now we shining  like we jade
It's Bricks bout to jump on a scale, finally I'm about to get weighed
Saying

means that I'm up, not tryna lose
No new raps out here, this feel mad dusty

Best thing smoking like when weed smell musky
And I been rapping bout Bleu

this shit ain't counterfeit I got up out of it (out of it) (what)
Imma full throttle it problems I bottle em I gotta stop this shit (I gotta stop this

on it
Get up out my ear you grindin' gears wit all that speakin'
Say the loudest nigga in the room prolly the weakest
I aint given any of my energy

Been feeling blue since the virus
Been locked up in my room tryna make something timeless
But I realized this: when I write a lyric
It don't exist