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Yeah Nigga I'm hungry and I'm Thankful let's get it!

Aye that's a nice Intro! Let's Get It!

When I get up in the game
They gon like... damn

to hear you say
These people are full of all kinds of tricks pay attention and don't get caught up in the mix
Always selling lies until I looked for myself

in your car
But you clown me
You repost
But really the fuck does it mean

If I'm not a king
If I'm not the key
To unlockin shit
Do I wanna be

The one

starting to feel like it'll never lift

Woke up early at fourth thirty
Irritated by the steady rumble in my stomach
my head spinning, did me dirty
Been

Flashing red and blue lights
Dancing in the moonlight
Tears flood the valley when the mood's right
Choose life instead of shooting dice with
Death

the fellas
But I'm thinking
That the alcohol they're drinking
Gottem feeling a little overzealous
I get deep in it
And might breed you
If I accidentally let

I'm bound
I can't be found, I'm down the rabbit hole
My attention stolen, I'm not in control
Life is boxed by the sheen of a new routine
It passes by in

It's like back in high school 
Except that I'm cool
I've got the really big house with the really big pool
So just have a seat by me and have a little

and key and time to cook
Our style is direct theirs is secret and shook
I'm talking about the type that try the oldest tricks in the book
Ones like made ya

on my wrist like light, give you seizures
Dolce and Cabana, Prada, Fendi, Louis
Wrap me up in Gucci, I'm not choosy
When it comes to bouji bitches, I just

Freak out, maybe 'cause I'm a star
Just because I'm pushin fancy cars
Freak out, chalk up another notch
Could it be the diamonds in my watch

music thing
But u no rate me
Because I don't play the
Game by their rules
Yeah we see as they move
All the tricks that they pull
Swear it's so shady
But

a kid in it (uh-huh)
Freaky bitch
Afters at the Telly is
Where we meeting them
But you ain't gotta worry baby girl
I'm just a friend to him
I just wanna

wipe me down
Acting like a pussy everything you say sounds like meow
If I see a cop in route I'm running fast like I'm a cheetah
I can't fuck with no

morning to the sun goes down
We gettin money moving work by the pound
If you a hustler hold your L's up high
And grab some money and throw it in the sky
You

that ass jiggle im smoking on zittles big shit over here nothing little 
Mix the caramal with chocolate when they get it poppin that's when I dive in

be, 
Too much pimpin’ in me
P I M P C, don’t let a trick up his sleeve, 
Can’t have you diggin’ for me 
Cuz Chad he wouldn’t lett her, me either I know

right by the runway let me feel like bree
This c's'll come like a pocket rocket now the gang in Central with Cee
Had my case papers printed now I've got

m-m-music knock

I'm coolin' in elevation
Enjoyin' the celebration
The moments that we created
Is fueling the motivation
By knowledge I'm activated
I got 'em

dick game come swole then I'm cancelin
I make the plans the rules and the terms
One strike you're out two you're in a hertz
By the third excuse that's if

impatient I hopped on flight yea a red eye
What we talking money I get mines
Saving up scraps he a dope boy that get by
Running laps got the Molly in caps

chest
Thought that I would be a mess
But now I’m free to go towards my way

Felt it all inside my bones
You tried to do me wrong
But your tricks don’t

about regrets
If we don’t have ice
She could drink it off my neck
No sweat
Her body imma press
If she ain’t doing tricks
Girl I’m not impressed
Me n gang

Bitch Killa

X-Raided

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started running
I said "You'd better stop, cause if you don't I'm gonna be gunning"
She didn't stop so I popped on in her knee
That's when she straight-up