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the deal
I got a hundred bricks, 14, 5 a piece
Enough to cop a 6, buy the house on the beach
Supply the peeps with Jeeps, brick apiece, capiche?
Everybody

chump change to be a million
Summer house Brazilian
Drop a album an' restore the feelin'
Shit changed nowadays
Everybody Drillin'
I can't change 'cause

shine with diamonds and carrots
I'd hire security to weasel out the ferrets
My house would come with five cooks in hairnets
And every ride I'd own
Would

on my SC bruh
This lifestyle, is it enough
I want a house by the sea, plus
Room enough for my whole team
Bout time that they know me
Rolled up, 703, lil

the drains or train tracks
Trying to avoid the cops
My mate was skating in the sewers
Free as an eagle
Got held up by three pricks holding a needle
They robbed

as I'm sittin by the pool
Sippin white wine, and writing shit in album mode
And get so faded, I can't walk straight when its time to go
Yea, never too late

to lie
Can't afford a funeral, 'cause the costs is high
God damn, we can't even afford to die!

[Chorus]
But if you buyin' a house, I'll be your land lord

Drownin sea woes 
Caught between the road  
Didn't  lived by a code
I don't think of these as woes 
Now tryna  fix a show 13 run we seasonal
Thinking hard brain

for the next show
By getting some scooby snacks
Be careful when you come to my house
Because my dog attacks
Sebby and Emmanuel we smoking your packs

thought it was sweet then, now he see I don't pretend
Yeah I took his soul, he got offed like the weekend
Used to live in a crack house, I felt like I was

chidori
I
love my business
My
Life like Christmas
I
Shoot by songs
So
Throw out pistols
My main enemy is in my head
Your Rolex is shit, cause you already

so dope
Stumble in da White House, we ain’t goin’ t’ war over… no… Ukraine
Putin and Xi, dey smell blood in da water
 
Whassup? Who gives a fuh?

the niggas out hating
And I want a big house
With the front yard gated
You aint really have to fuck with us
Aint nobody asking you
To have to fuck with us
We

Turn when possible - already twisted
Hold on - bye!
And I think the guitar came out
Followed by twenty albums
There is only the top in front of me
You do

of designer
Up bought me a house
But it ain't home
Less woman involved
What I want not business minder
Please get out my phone
Get in yo own
Ever get down maybe

know nothing else
I know nothing else
This is basically my house
Living in this game no fucking way
You think you got an ounce
Of talent sick back down

We've been here for days.
If this album is fire.
I'm about to get a raise.
I've been going off topic.
Smoking lll chronic
cin't no rapper going to stop me

on it then I fell down the well
In Zootopia I'm that gazelle
Why won't you let my burp in your mouth
When I fart it blows up the whole house.
Gonna kiss

I hate soft songs with nice lyrics,

My shit banned from your crib in case the children might hear it,

The same house I would burn down sell my

chidori
I
love my business
My
Life like Christmas
I
Shoot by songs
So
Throw out pistols
My main enemy is in my head
Your Rolex is shit, cause you already

to fast
Olofofo amebo
Gbogbo yin ni mo si ma cast
Pelu moto pelu house
Gbogbo yin ni mo shi ma dash
Baba mi sope lojokan mo
Ma so Olorun at last
I kill

Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese, no deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys, no

was

Man of the house as a child, I had to rush

Actions wild cause my plans were grandiose 

(grandiose)



Straight savage, massive nuts

Average

diss me in my zone
See i'm way farther then fed up cuz i've been prone
To getting attacked by dumb bitches that
Cannot own

Their own shit
So they gotta