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There ain't no door that you can close
She just pecks you a quick good-bye
And flicks de salt from her tail and goes


If you listen then you get taught

worried about the bag.
Still getting heavy with the racks
Still quick hitter with the jab.
Still ain't worried about your ass.
Still been counting up cash.

to a quick thing. And good is all that I smoke
Wish a nigga would. A nigga would is what I'm wishing. Back then, it was Codeine swishing
And Mike Jones off in

dogs started to sniff
As he ran from the corner
Sirens rolled around real quick
They all pulled out they sticks
The tide started to shift
A couple shots

even win a dollar
I ain't givin' in to the scammin'
So, what I mean by all that
Is I ain't ever puttin' my foot forward without some quick plannin'

I'm with you above

Take the risk. Feel the kiss
Breathing exists. Level this
Into you. With a tool
Make me sick I hate to quick

Now put that cigarette

those three words
They transform Iove into illusion 
Don't be so quick to turn from fantasy yeah 
One is the loneliest number but two's a pair 
When your

Workin' to the skin and bone, did this all alone 2 LP's I'm in my zone
Gotta get it quick 5 blunts to the fuckin dome
Errybody saying calm it down

to bussing if I have to pull this strap out
My nigga quick to cut yo water off when he black out
Got ran out the trap he was acting
Ain't really got a plug

treated snow-cone
You got a 22 man that bitch ain't breaking no bones
This 556 ah make a nigga shit
Quick
Face shot come and take a pic
He sick
Take his bag

better choose a side, you can't play both
I dodge a bitch quick like a Durango
Oh, she think she me with my chain on
Blew up off rap, that's what they hate

ask God why
It's unfortunate we don't know
It's quick like the wind blow
I don't wanna open the window
I wanna stay in
Life is a blur
And it's getting

fucking wit the vibe
This that Maneuver gang shit get a nigga hit quick
This the mob Not a clique
Hold up bitch come catch this flick
And all my niggas

I met you since
I started to feel ok
We spend our days together
And time passes so quick

Said ooh
I’m in a wonderland
With you
You taste like sugar

Heel to the floor imma hit full throttle
I'm quick with the mouth and bitch pop bottles
Got a body and a half, lookin' like a top model
I push

Hook

Nigga from the trenches
Times get hard we don't fold
We just pivot
Trying to knock me off it
Knowing it's gone cost em
Shit went left real quick

or twice but I make it quick
Brodie used to be soldier but he and went flipped
Loyal to my friends I want the same if the roles are switched
Pull up

to the beat

This is for all the people I love, you know I make it quick
A machine you know that can't equal my quality
Tiny speech I make it clear, please call

fixed
Your last goodbyes have meaning,
The co2 gets to your mind too quick
When life does flash, (you'll see it all)
does it mean you're gone (there's no

nigga got quick feet
I'm in the back of the trap with a switchy
You play with me, I'ma turn you to swiss cheese
Bro like the 30s, I'd rather toe 50 l
Fuck

Wish I could go back, feel like it happened quick

Land to the boat, took a boat to the land
Took an Uber to the crib Got drunk in the sand
Off the coast

Got stuck with the middle seat
Started praying for a quick release
Your mum told mine I wasn't well
I called you for the last time
You stole my life

ain't even taste seasoned
I be quick to give a bitch fake reasons
Why I gotta go when she ain't leavin'
I can do this shit all fucking day dog, aye matter

a sword but the pen claims his victims
Quick with the sick style Don't blink you'll miss him
Inflicter of pain attacks the competitions

Competition is weak