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give a fuck
Nigga empty out the clip roll the window up
We was passing grams of midgie out for plenty dubs
Got my daughter spiffy shout-out to the city

know that I take my life for granted
Now I'm digging back in that word

I feel like I done hit the point
Of no return

But now I'm coming back

Ain't no

That's the kind of dude I was hoping for
And you're getting shoot if you're looking dull
I say, excuse me you're a elephant guy
You're like my (my my

we ain't ask for much
But I transformed the whip
Like Shia Labeuff
I'm scanning plenty stuff
Ran my digits up
Shit be looking like a mileage number

reality I'm free
Free from the shackles of suffering
For once it's not a constant torture

Consumed by ecstasy
This reality becomes what I make it
My

me wise
Looking inside you could find
The stars and skies all aligned
It's all designed by divine
Realize the signs they're intertwined
Yea you can get

pussy
Want me to perform in your city, you gotta book me
Nigerian bad ting yea, yea she tooking
Ass so fat in them jeans that's why they looking
I'm

rolls
I'll dance my way through hailstorms any time

Staring in a mirror doesn't get you very far
The people that I'm looking for are out in the dark

Mans what it does
Mans what it does
My nigga burgh got a bag
Trapping a month
Went to sushi with a Yaya
Chopping it once
Touch down in the city
Had

at all the shit I refrain
I gotta watch what I say
I know a couple niggas fighting some cases
And I know 12 out here looking for traces
I never lied bout

stepper I’m applying heavy pressure/
You a fuck nigga so I gotta charge you extra/
Fire sell itself don’t need no tester/
Yo designer knock off can tell by

it back
Your shawty dey trip by the way I rap
Get on your knees
Bouta do some laps
Amma put on repeat till the pu**y taps
As a city boy
With the city

it back
Your shawty dey trip by the way I rap
Get on your knees
Bouta do some laps
Amma put on repeat till the pu**y taps
As a city boy
With the city

& Watson
Task force watching a boss, printing snaps in a darkroom
I'm looking privileged, wearing vintage, posted up by a blue lagoon
Feeling wavy like

You don't know me girl just wish you could, KK with the cap from the Compton backwoods. Where the city's full of stars, wanna-bes, young G'z, rats,

round the city in a nine eleven 
Throwing the dice might be seven eleven 
Must be time for check in 
You didnt mention Doing just fine 
Never my intention

looking that you need guidance
We was going back and forth and I can't even hide it
Knew we wasn't for each other but we tried to fight it
But in reality

Whenever I leave
Imma give them a trail
Woke up and giving them hell
Tucked in now he looking for bail
Top 1 every way you could tell
Good luck
Got you

and skittles 
Bitch it’s raining don’t be looking for drizzle 
Damn I’m hoping that you packing a pistol
You can get hit wit a missile
They make it look simple

I

rubble
Ain't have shit 
Remained passive 
I Thought to look past it 
As I'm progressing mad quick 
I'm looking to cause havoc 

And the beat keep going

yeah
That's how it is
Hell yeah yeah yeah hell yeah

That's how it is
That's how it go
Riding by myself
All I trust is this pole
Tell em let's go
Really

just booked a session while I'm in a session
Smoke in all directions
I'm in every city
I'm with all the action
I am never acting unless they paying for

the one these bitches choosing
So if you ain't
Fucking with da' gang I guess u losing
(I guess you losing)
Like a holster keep you right there by my hip
I'm

quitting
Spending hella hours trying to pick 'em up
Looking back, I wasted my time
Going at the boy over hit 'em up
I was just trying to get attention
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