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that nigga
I lost my dad and my mom nigga what a feeling
We still gone put in work for O's bet the city feel it
And Percocet can't numb the pain swear I

I'm zoomed in and I'm zonin'
I just wanna make you mine but only time can tell
I'm in the city for the night so baby might as well
I'm tryna get beside

down
Understand that I be jumping
But she got me sat down
Mad wild wait
That she thinking she can get me
On some man down way
Only with it for a minute

sun
She took one last look and she burned it down
She was looking for love but there was nothin' around
With her eyes on the dial and her tom boy smile

use
Folk be in the car by themself
With a mask on looking spooked
No theory the conspiracy is true
They not hiding it anymore
They telling us what they

city given life by the blood know it's not in vain
No it is not a game
Know I will not be played
I been asking this question:
Am I grabbing attention?

loving thy neighbor
I send you to God, boy, you meeting ya maker
Got legs on the choppa I'm running my city
I paint ya top red, boy, you looking like

throat
I Can't stay committed, she all for the team though
Fuck with exotics, my women and weed smoke
I came from that bottom, headed up to the peak woah

exact
I'mma be there no cap
Where u at
Where u at
Where u at
Where u at now
Where u at
Where u at
Where u at
Where u at now
If you looking for me, I'm

Gotta shawty to my left cause Ik it ain't right
Said you was better than me idk not quite
Lil chick looking like her name Betty not white
Asking for

I been out of control
Had none now I get it by the truckload
Can't explain how I do it, it's within me
See these mucka fuckas building up envy

fast paced
Feel like yesterday we was on a planta
We say we was kings
They say we was slaves
We say we was queens
They say we was
Mean no disrespect for

doing fine till you grouped me with these other guys
I ain't gon lie that shit gets me every single time
Prolly never text (uh)
Looking for what's next

by now
Maybe it ain't time yet, brew up for now
My grandmother thinking, I wish that he would visit more
Hardly every calls, he forgot, or he didn't

hating
But who gives a fuck I’m wasted
I’m in a hurry
To be rich by thirty
She calling me dirty
Well bitch then you thirsty
Cuz bitch if I’m dirty
Why you

and boss up
Stay going and mess them up
I'll go on record with you and I don't care who you not taking me for a fool
Knowing you know you the tool
They're

your burbs to sin city 
Mmm swear all that tough talks gettin stale 
So let me get back to eating for real 
Got every single rapper pinched in my

fine
I’m glowing in these city lights, a pleasure for your eyes
You’re blinded by my passion, I’mma blow your fucking mind
I’m Molly Pop, Imma make your

a nat nat
Just by looking at her stance
Watching close I seen you switch
Talkin shit cause you a bitch
Born n raised Miami jit
Witcho grandma she help me

Everyone is scared to death
And no one knows how to answer
Everything is about to change
From now on, for better or worse

Everybody is looking for help

you the Apple cider
The blunt of frustration
They looking for the lighter
You turn into a suba diva
Trying to get away
But you was the bait
In

just trynna raise some brows like The Rock
Putting on for the city D Street on the block, give the glory to the king
Every time that I talk, I ain't

are dead
The living ones don't do enough and the dead ones keep me fed
Yea ya'll don't look prepared you looking scared
And if my haters had bread

bitch
I still be surrounded by clout chasers
Too much for my taste but that’s the industry
I’d tell you who I’m finna be
You wouldn’t believe it
It’s