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on what they eat, they're being watched by Camera 3

No choice in what I drive, demonized if business thrives
Profit's a four-letter word they raised

you ain't trying ball out and just win Then what you living for
I been going stupid dragging out Feel like from Baltimore
I be by myself running bills

One or two got hate on me
Late night fall back at 3
Around 4 she comes back to me
Frankie B. Knows what I mean
Stay off the screen
Pay my dues

Living the last of our last days
teaching the class 
while you the classmate
you do the math
it doesn’t add straight 
People follow myains and they

the way I box Em out  
party at my place so bring a crowd 
Don't forget to that loud
They blow it by the pound 
My niggas I keep around 
Best believe they

Well I work a hard life truckin’ day and night
Just to make my ends meet and feed my appetite
I got family to be fed, bills I have to pay
Who’s

sweet 
and spicy 

Men I work too hard
I need a vaca 

Rool up on a honey 
go 3 ways 

so fresh so clean 
you make my day 

can I buy you a drink

sweet 
and spicy 

Men I work too hard
I need a vaca 

Rool up on a honey 
go 3 ways 

so fresh so clean 
you make my day 

can I buy you a drink

Elementary year when I was really young
I would get jumped by these kids that would act tough
They made my life rough
Did it for years, guess they

she bottles, 3 or 4 sitting right there by her table
Bouncer hit her line, don't do lines, but the coke she willin n able, God damn

Hittin that Ricky

Got her confused cause I won't fuck her friends
Took too many L's, been surrounded by M's
I done got me a taste, and that shit ain't been quenched
I'm

by their own hand 
Their own will
All because they cant provide 
The all mighty 
Dollar dollar bill,yall
Everywhere i go
Everywhere i see
C.R.E.A.M

Uh wassup
3 years in still the same
Wassup yeah
Wassup yeah
All praise, all praise to my God above
I praise, I praise, still ain’t enough
My

Malcolm X how I be finessin'
My parent need a new crib
3 Babymamas that's bills
Got coke got pills
Know the plug so you know I got deals
Tryna climb

just know I'll be creepin through
Tell me what's on the menu kuz all I see is me n you
Ain't no playing games shawty; from day one, been the same shawty

Aye Its Jutty Jut by the way
Me and Bih pump you know the vibe we slay
Yes sir Right You know the vibe stay high Get lit hold up hold up
Bih pump

a lick we pulling up if I got a problem witcha, yeah
Feeling mighty powerful like yayo
Shawty walk by I'm like ayo
I let a bitch fuck with my conscious,

chemistry ain't flowing I can't be your guy
All my niggas fried box is hot as we just making sells
Ducking inna dodge
Make it by
Pills just keep me high
Bill

a chain I'm tryna put it on my wrist
This Tommy is for real yours is a three dollar bill
Why she from Philly acting Hollywood
Acting rude like it's her

Matter go ease yeah
No time to dey beg you, based On 2 by 2 I fit knack you, carry Your cross for my head omo Jesu
Paying my bills Omo Tellan no Owe you

different people
But she knows how it ends
She'll get approached by some boys
That think they're men
And she has a hard time saying no to them

Staying up

day
Watching Todoroki on my TV
Chief until my body go in 3D
I can't link if it ain't bout' Luigi
Cash app me if you need to see me
Keep coastin'
Live

to address

If you ain't CMO you can't hang niggas changed 
And I had to cut off me some day ones
I'm sticking to shit like a tape gun
Lost me some niggas I

like people getting rashes
People is kinda wondering how long it takes me to make 1 song,
It takes 3 hours to 2 days
Cuz I'm writing lyrics here
Y'all