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and these bitches out the hood
They used to these upscale hoes looking for cocktails
I need a 40 ounce and a box of shells
So what's the propaganda? I think I

the same
Like who wouldn't get tired of being the one everyone look towards to place the blame
Had to realize this life ain't a game
Had all eyes on me while

niggas shell-shocked with this camouflage 50
I'm from Aduce, Chopper City, nigga, play, we on your ass
Ex-Brim, how I'm comin', that's why they name me No

no coming down
I can't pass the rock cause you still out of bounds
If you send shots get the shells off the ground
And the new pack drops when the mail

Some of ya'll are playing way too many games in this building
I don't know what the fuck I'm feeling anymore yeah
Some of ya'll I fucking love
And some I

to walk to shell to buy me drink
Fuck do y'all think? now they all yelling out link
Can't ride the wave you'll eventually sink
I cant fuck with all that

full of drama
Avoiding karma in these streets coming from the bottom
Only thing you got is yo momma, when you starving
She'll sacrifice it all yeah I

pawns in this game of life but I'm trynna make you my queen, yeah
Want a partner pristine yeah, follow the leader
I'm leaping the frogs, vlogging

will learn about responsibility
She'll gladly demonstrate
How badly she can behave
And get away with
I gotta say, it's amazing

If there's a cure for

brand new motto

Groups of phonies, ain't no homies, reason why I'm solo, dolo
Prayin' for these haters, meditatin' in the dojo
Kick game still, Shinsuke

wouldn't be a me
Take my shot like a pistol, beforehand, I'll whip you
The game too crowded? I guess that I'll wiggle
I'm blessed like the Bible, with,

faces change when I prevail
Cuz I'm worries bout dropping hits and you worries bout dropping shells
Writing all these songs and niggas telling me "it's

reflection in the mirror
Ain't a picture perfect render
All you see is a shell
Like a turtle's shelter
Try to hide the void inside with smiles you post up

the flame
You the propane
Ain't a thing
Had to pull strangs to get the game
Now I'm running thangs
Who the mane (ooh)
Off the chain with the brain (ooh)
Had

Grip my strap cause I get paranoid when niggas eying me 
Smoking the fatest blunts cause it suppresses my anxiety 
For hot heads these hot shells come in

ain't got no game
Put that pussy on an a
Put respect on my name cause
One day you'll be fucking on a famous rapper boy
One day you'll be wondering bout

streets are famous
To leave ya leaking heinous
Put the colt to your head
While the heat is flaming
Ain't no game in the streets boy
You either pull it

Toljaso, bitch I Toljaso
Buy a yacht for my momma named Toljaso
Driving this game who handed me the keys
Oh right, I swiped 'em myself cause no one else

that I want conveyed 
And I think I'm such a player but I don't know how to play
Pick up a rule-book, get your head in the game
You ain't no transformer

up in this bitch
Money mine for the taking up in this bitch
Hard liquor I'm chasing up in this bitch
Picking up shell casings up In this bitch
I've

her she'll roll up a blunt or two
I got stuff to move
cin't got nothing to lose
cnd want to tell you how I live life
Work harder than ever
Just go for

do and say
Bullshit in my head I never can have my way
No longer do I think that life is a game I play
The color in my world is more than 50 Shades

at my packages
Monday to sabdos only the baddest hoes
Look at the way that i get it now
Married to the game get a vow
Ripping that shit when i spin around

between me and you
I feel trapped inside a shell, but love is an open door
You that I adore esto es que llaman el amor
Anata no koto o miteru yo (teru yo)