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A two-piece
For hating groupies who be acting boujie
I knew he
Wasn't really widdit by how he moving
Replacing decimals for hoes
Man that shit is goofy

Bitch

After the Benjamin, mostly blue-face, you know how Im coming, i rock out,
Thought i was fucked up?, I aint! - Slide in the tints wit Rahli its a BLACKOUT!

did I really do to make ya hate me 
You know I'm always joking I wasn't serious 
Are you hearing this 
Kinda curious, maybe furious, take a trip through

plates
Said I wasn't good Nough' now I'm great
That fake love Ion want It I'm straight
Hope they knowing a Stunna won't lie just for Raps
Search my

turnupiversary (Iversary)
Memories on the corner 61st and Long
Thought I was a good person
But my Spirit It longed
Yeah this flesh had control
But deep down I was

niggas thought it was
Bitch I just a product of
Everything I've seen
God said live by the gun and you'll get buried with yo beam
Said I like turning up I

on my mission
I been trying 'a write a little more
I really hope you listen
Future Mrs. now
She really pay attention
Lot 'a things in this life really

the answer be I believe in a higher power/ Show the pistol, only for a job it's firepower/ Wonder why, looking to God
cs an adolescent/ I wasn't too good with

like, baby girl, is you alright
Said I wasn't goin' back, broke, I done fucked up the bag
Now I'm stressin', but that shit aight

I took a L and turned it

I Got What You Want

Dangerous Dame

I Got What You Want

[ VERSE 1: Dangerous Dame ]
You want it, why, cause I got it
Pick up the mic on stage and I rock it
With the style that most can't rock with
A lotta

dream
Driving into oncoming traffic
Sick of me to get involved in the madness
Wasn't born this good, I adapted
Everything I write, I put it into practice

heart for free

Are you feeling down? Have you lost control?
Is your life a mess? Do
Your friends despise you?
Well, here's one weird trick
Discovered by

Stunting for my friends like "Watch
A nigga check this bitch" "Hey bitch
You better have my mother
Fucking money by Thursday"
"I'm sorry mom just go with it

the pan
I got the pot
I been cookin' you still lookin' at the recipe
I don't play by the book I leave 'em shook how I'm a chef with ease
Just tryna do good

to get out by any means
They seen the smile it wasn't what it seem,
Depression weighed me down, but I picked up the weight
Had to keep on pushing had

to let my thoughts run
Have to do my very best now not to just come undone

I just wasn't ready at this time to have to say goodbye
It's been so damn heavy

’m high ahh

Drugs in my belly
Thinking about life drinking henny 
Came along way you can ask Ish or Remy
Same bros I used to ask to chip in petty
Smoking

the building
Ain't got a go good fucking feeling
Smirk on my face like a villain
My nigga Aaron sitting there chilling
I went and sat next to that nigga
Now

the mirror and wish I saw clearer
I'm losing my faith cause I drown in my fears
Are you still there
I know you've been hurting
You're just holding on by

Whatever words we speak
Should be chosen with care
For people will hear them
And will be influenced by them
For good or for ill
I don't know why I

an argument, my bars are like armament
I am the king and you are just parliament, yuh

If I wasn't short I would bash your whole face in
Texting your girl, she

you're my disciple, so you want to do everything I do
Good for nothing Reina, y'all wanted to play me for the fool
If you think I am the villain, let's

couldn't I've just have gone to Hell?

Sex used to be so good and so was hanging out
But, now you're obviously sickened
By me and I'm
Starting to doubt your

call you addicts but
I just know you passionate
So, I made a song for y'all cats
Haters can fall back
Gaming since the 80's wish that I
Could bring 'em