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like I'm Lightyear
You want it bitch I'm right here
Blowing on this doja
Military minded
I'm a mother fucking soldier
Now listen what I told ya
Before I

baby maybe pay me the payment
For going to war with a fool
She was a whore was a tool
She came back and liked my pics
She want this but imma watch her

Fuck one I want it by the bundle
Ain't a migo but I'm talking huncho
Got them horses fuck a bronco
Stackin them m's for a condo
Engine foreign yea

Kiffin, ballin so she want D2, I named her Tiffin, stand up I'm way to fly, shit Eddie Griffin, i tell em, 'shii cool', when they askin how I'm living,

keep yo bitches from near me cause they gon' top me off. (They can top me) and if you ain't bout that action you better knock it off.
Aye yuh, where ya

don't think you ever knew what you want

I'm devastated
I'm ugly crying on the floor, and man, I hate it
I didn't realize this was something you could

out my heart and stomp it on the ground. Do whatever you want when I am not around. Abuse and use me, and lie to me. But most of all, don't forget. Tell

kind of a banger I gotta lot of these
It's time that I do this
She kiss me like Judas
I answer like "who this?"
They think that I'm clueless
I try

This just chapter one shit now look how we stepping
Can't let a thing get determined by chance
This pressure gon' really expose who ain't friends
She

the years
Ian have no daddy to raise me
My brothers nor sisters
It was harder on my momma
She played dual roles like she was two people
I didn’t realize

want Chanel go get it (get it)
But my cash ain't wit' it (wit' it)
Gimme lil' space like sentence
Won't play no game like tennis
Shorty independent,

pick me and we can ball for life I guarantee that I'll make you wife it ain't complicated.

(VERSE 2)
I'm stuck on the way you move baby she fucking me

Bearing fruit, I'm so prolific
Go the distance
Golden ticket
Look at you, there's no ambition
So envision
What you want
But I will never fold or miss it

Grief, Death, Bitches and Rain
Sweat, Blood, Stitches and Pain 
Believe me homie I don't give a Fuck
It's me against the world you Can call me

at
Really crab's in a bucket
Where I come from 
That ain't cap
Cap Cap
Cap Cap
Cap Cap
Cap Cap
Nothing but the money
Do it for me 
I like racks
Racks Racks

Ginobili
Full court press when I'm chasing the bag
Your bitch say she want it so bad like no cap
Spitting straight facts
I might keep me a piece when I leave

what's up with it
Then she come in over, put it on me
Heard you wanted love, you a thug, baby Said you done with me cause you heard I'm love crazy
But

and wrestler
Hell no no no way imma mention her
She gonna stay in our Regiment

Gotta smoke it down to the bone
PTSD from the roach
I'm tryna get the bread get

Intro speaker (talking)
Yeah it feels good
Female vocalist ad-lib: Oh

Yeah it feels good to be a trendsetter

Yeah it feels good to be a trendsetter

stats, you know that's I'm getting buckets
Feels like I'm on a treadmill just by the way that I run it
If my boys is runnin' thru you know they finna up it

Do the dirty wind
Ass about to blow up in my face and mind
She wanna get my pin
Blackberry storm
I wanna go in
Shawty its big and long
See me go back

the mall up and buy no matter the cost is
Getting dough niggaz all about they chips (Yep)
Stayin’ hella fly wit a super bad bitch
Summertime and its getting

Straight from Texas, you can tell by how I talk(how i talk)
I'm confident, you can tell by how I walk(By how i walk)
Oh that's your boo then why the fuck she

down the drain
I have always been a slow learner of painful lessons

Just too much
Just too much
I want to...
It's this 1 thing that's got me trippin