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jamming
While my lungs take damage
Watch the bag do magic tricks
Like poof it up and vanished
Lyrics come at random
Hardly ever plan them
Write them

I been thinking quite a lot, got me moving through the city
Everybody want a spot, at the top, they gettin pushy
And I keep on hitting rock, bottom

I waist a hoe time like tic toc
Walk in da spot and I drip drop
Call up yuh bitch give ha thick cock
Yuh bitch a thot we can't lip lock
No ez pass

Yeah
Wop
Zoda
9s all the way across this bitch
Heckler n kotch
I’m fresh up in the spot
Unraveling a knot
I’m tryna see the world
Got me traveling

issues he not thinkin right 
I’m with them 5ivers jamming outta site 
Ye come on

Push up w some 5ivers 
Deep end rider 
Real darkside of Ohood slider

up everybody gone love ya mayne 

Use to whip work out of 2 pots, jamming that (Too Short) and (2Pac)
2 sacks of rocks in my tube socks with

blinkers
One in your stinker
Over stand up till I'm jamming my finger
I hit the spot and shake it down
And have it big like singers
I let this choppers go

it, roll it bounce it and flex that physique
Whine pon de edge girl you know what I mean ...
Jamming like magnet to steel ... now ladies
Bust a whine fi

They in them shoot outs 

With them switchies  

They on high alert 



Them Glock u toting def be jamming 

It ain’t signing durk 

He popped a pill

hot still jamming and its sunset
Had to get the money never ever could do none less
If they kick the door flush it all don't leave none left
Got it out

about me
Sale you a whole dream
But never live the scene
We at the reggie
Jamming the piece
End up giving me an ap

No time for hoes
Just time for shows

All these irons ima put that shit on you
I'm dressing my glizzy ima put that lil switch on
I'm jamming like shit making hits off my bitch phone
And i'm

who really get active
We clear blocks we don't do no capping
Got a big 45 it don't so no jamming
I ain't hiding
At the store we got grams of the finest

a chance to
Give myself a shot
Not talking bout Weis when he boxed
I'm talking when Tech-Decks were hot
When jamming The Kahn was the spot
And Jaguars were

Halloween night's here, and I'm walking around
When I spot a special-looking poster on the ground, it says
Prepare to enter a party that will last

let me down
Don't let down again
Please I need you
(Ju Jen in the spot)
Mr. Talk that Talk
Mr. Walk that Walk
And I got out my bag
So it stack like some

was plotting, spot him, got him
All alone in the dark looking at Pictures of my father
Questioning my own actions
Is it heaven for a shotta

Before I

walk
I done got so fly i dont even need shoes yall
Homie take this right and we can slide when they pull off
Damn this bitch hot it keep jamming let it

still finna want mine
Don't need nobody this glock be my co-sign
Got caught with a pistol and bro finna do time
If my 23 jamming I'm buying a new nine

smoke a blunt takes the pain away
Cause the present ain't the same, real quiet in your thoughts
When they put you on the spot
Loud Speaker but you quiet

me in my jam now my skin itching (i'm jamming)
Bad bitch standing with her friend they look like twin sisters
Bump after bump after bump after bump got

Bought myself some freedom
In the streets of cpt now
Go by my own rules now
My spot don't disrespect now
Fam stressing me out
So I'm tryna to go out

the club
Jamming to the trap vibe
Dancing to look alive feel me
Huge amounts of respect
To the people that stayed
'Til the last set
To hear my last breath
My

Cocina pasa
It seem to be the favorite spot

Porque todo es normal
Gracias a jah jah
En la cocina pasa
Roll up the sweet
Time to light up

(Smoooke, drooo,