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your ass for the pay cut
I say stay tough, cause boy they play rough 
Grab you by the cuff, tell you it's not enough 
Bitch I call their bluff, haul

your ass for the pay cut
I say stay tough, cause boy they play rough 
Grab you by the cuff, tell you it's not enough 
Bitch I call their bluff, haul

Yo Flex
I feel like am trapped in a maze 
Niggas wanna act in a way but they cant get clapped on my wage 
I don't know how to be have since i found

swang spend a lotta money on the ice
Ima smile while I'm doing me
I'm really going wild that's for you and me

Behind every made nigga,
There's some

I been here a minute
You promised it was written

I turned sentimental
Found a tempo
And rewinded

Ties to the times
That defined us

Looked

you better stay in your lane 
Live n die by the game
All money in fuck the fame
Pushing going against the grain
Found my way out the rain

I got this

Driving up the highway 
Listen to you talk cuz i dont wanna miss a thing
Found pictures of lil miss thang
Now you wanna mrs up on my name
Now you

never make up my mind
I'm thinkin' 'bout the other girls

Uh, what else did you expect me to do?
Somethin' special in them jeans, they be stretchin'

open road destined I found out 
A wife and a vow frolic kids toy aisle bikes 
Of huffy huffing puffing for puppies and puppy chow
Looking back now didn't

NEVER cGcIN
 
What happened what a gwan
Yeah never again for that sorry
I really don't wanna get myself into that situation again
But you know I

myself
At a cost of what
Throw away
Everything I earned
Just to get a mix
Where there ain't even a drop of mud
Every bomb you drop on me a dud
Got a whole

through
Shovel sound
When I see red, that's when
I get to killing out the blue, ugh
I mix those colors like a potion
Til my hearts purple
You should be

Your cognitive was targeted for assaults by a stroke
Weren't close, since my entry was concurrent
With plenty of your hurting, now it's curtains, I

and I’m grooving, I’m here and I’m a get it, 

mix the old with the new, get lost in the stew, if you don’t really 

understand it, some say I talk in code,

you don't got the money counted?
How the fuck you lose track of yo pole
And say somebody found it?
Mix the Act with the Tris up the color looking

krazy (Yeah yeah nigga you know)
I came out the womb by myself
(Now I'm outta this world like its pluto)
As long as the talk about paper
(We can kick shit

and swollen car
Shit's important, I'm heartless, smart and I'm short-dressed

Who you know that got his own face on a cigar band
Burn marks on my carpet, found

ain’t happenstance
Shall I vie for the best alive
Or should I
Be myself and let time slip by
In the mix
Feeling more alike than different
What’s it really

different shit when I mix up
Now I'm feeling darkness (now he's feeling darkness)
And I ain't talking bout the drink, I'm talking bout the shit that makes you

lies in the pulpit
That`s why you see ya`boy in the mix, show city to city
I got the businees acumen, I don`t get blinded by titties
But if I am in your

scars betray
Telling everyone who care to hear the ugly tale
Of a good girl gon bad
It's all cliché
I'm sorry but this ain't another classic tale
Oh well

greens Sailor Moon, she will punish you
(huh) one eye ghoul kenkai baby would you rock with me?
Shorty found the one piece she be feel like Nami told her

she found out all my curses
Caught me going through her purse
While searching for some hair pins
I'm there again, I fucked it up
Like Leonidas Persians

by battle in
Places with spigots
Gettin' the pips and a
Bit of coins in the mix and
I'm not for the quick fix and
I'm investin' in tech and it flexes