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You niggas want a bag, but don't wanna work
You act like Squidward (I'm Mr krabs)
Your bitch an acrobat, ya get the gang
And we gon' flip her (Tuck
my every pore
Enveloped by the fear of what was in store
The next day they tell me that one of my lungs collapsed
Doctor was acting strange, was it
dawg these puppies should quit
Gem lifting weights
An Unpolished diamond
Im in first place
I leave em silent
Never judge a book by its cover
Got all my
B-bald white plug and he look like he Russian
Bald white plug like Cory Dobbins
If I'm draggin' my nuts then there ain't no stoppin'
I rap all day and you
damn sure might cost ya

Jumped off in that water
I had no option feel like Aquaman

Get it by the bundle
You cant even call to cop a 10

All that pocket
bitch, bi pride all day

I like girls, I like guys
I like to eat the pussy then again I like to ride
Yeah, I love kissin' on girls and then I put
Eli Rooks
What it do
It's Zaytoven checking in
Let's go at it one time
Let's give it to em
Yea we doin nun but bangers man
Believe dat
It's all gas
thirsty to pick me up cause both of us tryna score a bucket
It was no one man above the group we gon' fall together fuck it 
But it's always just that one
At the end of the day
Um, I feel there's a point you
As a man as a woman as a human being
If you believe in something you gotta
Say what you believe in
If
Dead ass wrong how I hit the bitch buddy
Shawty having chrome on him broad day bussin
Bought all the percocets shawty a fein
Red or the yellow he don't
and keep it flowin
Would you go back and taste the same shit that you been chewing
Yeah Yeah
I've been talking bout my mind
All the shit that flies by
I
You ain't gonna like it but brace for impact
If talking is all that you're gonna do then I'm gonna drop my opinion of you
Couldn't care less about what
brain
Feeling free within the verses then resurface
And start searching for a reason why
Shouldn't even complete it
Abandon that man it's crap why's my
fries
Might need a 3.5 to make the day go by
Might just pour a deuce
Chillin wit the troops
When I say we shooting shit I ain't talkin Hoops
Got sum Dog
Ironically, cock blocked by my own cock, shit is quite the anomaly
My god you got to be
Kidding me, this shit ridiculous, my dick is villainous
This chick is
my name aloud
Make my way among the crowd
Yes, his burdens are greater than mine.

Just by chance I passed a graveyard
I saw a young man kneelin
next look
Not a baby I'm standing tall as a grown man
Mental power that's bigger stronger than Conan
Days of building I went about it like Romans
In
At work just praying not to get sick
Thinking that I'm destined not to miss
I wish things were different while I hold to this smithin
Downing shrooms man I
Track Band News
Seven days a week always on my grind On a mission, yo what's in me is out of time
Even when it gets rough I'm still doing fine Life
hear the trumpets And the strings along with it, His skin was like copper,
Black hoodie yank fitted
Y'all still don't get it, was sent Here to spit it
and every day
All I ask is that you wait as I break out of this cage
The best beginning is the one that's done together
Write the pages of the book, marking
at work
Now you wanna come and trip (I mean somebody gotta hear it)
All through a nigga phone
Cuz you worried bout a bitch
But not yo kids
Got the water off
lungs
Slight me I'm a missing man (happiness)
So Seattle I could knock bitch, or a gut fish, or flip the P by hand
Someone you won't meet again
Baby,
about trendy
Holes in my shoes but I don’t own crocs
Feel cross but I still act friendly
Back then thought I’d be rich by 20
These days scrape for a 20

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