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all on yo forehead
Coming for all you clowns going fed
One by one till them cowards dead

Leaving yall boys in dust mayne
Catch up pussy boy
Bass.
All

the noise, you with the boys, we raging
But you can leave it all behind (behind, behind)
Cuz you’ll have me right by your side (your side your side)
Room's

butter bullshit a look this NO man we bout to do it 
I stay blowing on niggas I never Give a fuck
Anytime I'm in the booth lova

The boy ball like where

some more in store 
When you've got been throwin' it up 
You gotta' come back for more 

Boys and things that comes by the dozen 
That ain't nothin' but

this 
I be with the shiit
Nigga I'm next up
Bigger than your wave huh
Killing the beat huh
Dipping Balencia
I'm Zambian made boy 
Trapping for years boy

Yeah you already know what it is
Yeah Kurius Boy, Reazone on the beat
Had to give it to yall, check this out for a minute
I been through too many

Crusin’ with a Luxman
Yea
I can do this by myself who said I need you
Racks piling who said that I need you
Plug jumpin trying to see where it lead

hoe I love to hit it 
She be coming by so commuted 
She listenin to me throw shots thru my written 
She love smokeinn with me like that blunt hittin
Im

thing I know
In god we trust
I'll mount it brick by brick
Like boy I built this shit no Tetris
I'd changed phones On these hoe's and
Yet they still don't

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you hustle for the bag that's fine by me
Yeah, don't you ever try to deny me, yeah
Shoutout my boy Connor, he just turned

Nigga you get shot if you talk
Nigga you stop to stop (Yeah)
All these black niggas in the street getting shot by cops (Yeah, yeah, Shot by cops)
All she

Buy it up boy you spending
How you broke by 11 
Miserable now you dwelling 
Treat yourself to a session 
Pray to god but u beggin
No hand no extension

They used to call us block boys we had dope and packs by the pound
They used to call us dog out? Might've had ya daughter on couches
They used

ain't no dope boy i promise this the real me aint no pretending all this Shit I'm saying it's written by me no other person i rather be

I promise I will

butterflies and angels
Followed by the queen
Boy, I'm royal

Zombies and goblins
I'm haunted by the phantom
Curses from the past
Disrupt my future

Versions

robbers
I used to take shit like boy where your honor ?
Be swift with ya blick fore a nigga disarm you
Beam on his scalp erase it like Caillou
Bishop

Hard ass world no room for gettin mushy
Guess I'm burning by myself
Part of being strong is simply knowing you have to be
Could take a pile of garbage

that boy needs a hero 
There's been a robbery he's shaking with fear oh
He's been struck by that feline feeling 
He's got the need for some sexual

by judge and jury

The way you're talking about me-it's so fucking petty
I'm gonna try to keep it steady
But you're so fucking petty
Call all your boys

you on
He ain't on nun, he ain't on shit, walk down on that boy, yeah, he a bit**h
Hit the pussy by 5, then dip at 6, 7 plus 5 outside on dick
12 always

breaking hearts not caring what you think
Dancing all by myself, don't need anyone else
Cause the spotlights hitting me
Different than it ever has, boy that

in the path by the rafts beside the still waters
You lead me to that land of promise not through Sodom and Gomorra
Perfect harmony and solace
Not

Nigga's be talkin' about by auto tune shit
I don't know what the fuck they got goin' on
Still smokin' on your top five without my auto tune
Ay

blend in wit the trees now
I do it for Louisville, them Louisville boys be sluggin' 'em
They'll slug you just for fuckin' mean muggin' 'em
I do it for my