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me 
Don't gotta blast for me 
Baby i ball and get cash like an athlete
Dont play by the rules cause they say it's no touching
I'm grabbing her ass

blessed her face (amen)
I don't order by the bag, I order by the crate
I'ma smoke until the sun's blocked, I don't use drapes (okay)
I was really out in

Pick fights with my demons to keep em in check
Don't write me my wrongs that get me upset
When I'm at home I'm bonding and chilling
But stay by

front yard like the North Pole
These niggas talkin' shit, but all I see is more scopes
Cuz got them .223’s that hit yo cornrows
Leave ‘em with no heart

to corral by the stripper pole
All your girls cheatin told my homies betta get your hoes
We play all the same shit change the DJ
All the bouncers gay so I'm

know
(Yeah, shhh)
It's boutta be Fourth of July and the reason that I'm sparking my pole
And she started fuckin' with Ty, I cut her off I got too many

man
Cause Erik wanted me to play the cajon, on the concert date, man
Felt like it was fate when I got up on the stage, man
Embarrassed by the public,

2-0-0-7, 2-0-0-7 (2-0-0-7)
SumaStyli (SumaStyli, SumaStyli)
Kopruch, ja mam w tych
Dźwiękach milion promili
Wyjdą na klęczkach od oparów w chwili, by

sayin’that I ain’t legit
Well, I guess that’s as dumb as they get
My mind is made up I won’t quit
Don’t mind if I sit by your chick (Wassup, shawty?)
Hope she

my demons
Hellcat cost 100 doing donuts every weekend
Used to have no money now I only shop at neimans
In the dark I go, clutching on my pole
Got too

will
Yikes
I don't ever cheat but she made it made it clear man goddamn that she will
Ha
Grabbing on this pole now she going down down like she shredding

Money shit all it take
These bitches a Lawless Gang
Ayee
Hol up
How I end up in this dope again
Woke up by myself
Shit im high myself
but my souls immense

is constantly rising
By learning to be a lot more compromising
Digital nomading. Making a living designing
Synchronized energy, self-care,

by ya image, first I was in it
Came threw in a minute, came threw just for you
First I was winnin met you now I lose
Lost all ma senses was spinnin

I'd rather be for real than be a joke ass nigga
Said you never lacking where yo pole at nigga
Hoes look at me like where yo soul at nigga
FMG the label

come n' check this, hollup
Never catch me solo (Yuh)
Range gon' fit like 4 hoes (Yeah)
Birkin fit the draco' (Bow)
Do the math, that's 4 poles (Grrr')

to believe
Are these niggas really out here
Getting their heart broke by their homeboys
Trusted that man with his whole life
'Till he pulled up at his crib

Been like this since I would trap at citgo
Back in Southaven posted up wit a pole
Back bad behaving they don’t know me though
Like a pizza man Imma make

dodge these foes
Steady jumping fences trying hide these poles
Grind so hard can’t change my clothes
Funny how it’s the niggas that’s close
Plot on you

Run up another watch how I go get it
They move like hoes now the pole in my britches
Throw back the bottle gotta stone in my kidneys
Two piece on still

and killed by sheriff's deputies earlier this year)
(Jesse Cedillo was killed March 14th when deputies responded to a carjacking report at the Pueblo Youth

a gentleman
But Imma make ya body
Slide down my pole
Like your stage name was Cinnamon
I got manners
So Imma call you Missy
But when we in the sheet ya get

In the kitchen whipping I be straight finessing
Bringing back them 36's them niggas guessing
Glock nine by my gut
I be tricking off with the sluts
Roll

clutching my pole 
I'm tryna connect wit yo mental and soul 
These words can get followed by actions fasho 
Vice grip on your heart, and I'm cracking