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tracks like a deli run
I’m treating the game like I already won
Got the money coming by the plenty-some
Like spongebob I’m really ready son
I don't dream

a wannabe knee slapper
Never been jealous I'ma honoree master head honcho with colossal stature
I'm from the heights you will never see
More bricks broken by

2020 vision
Alright listen
I haven’t finished bitchin’ about my life yet
It might get dark and a little hard to digest
I’ve been held down by the weight

ain't really down, you're my enemy
(Oh oh, oh, yeah) oh, oh oh
I ain't got time to play those games
(Those games)
Can't even call her by her name
What are

dukes in the tints 
Got mom undercover
(Got mom undercover)
She got on them racks
She don't need a lover 
And she need a chef
Get ready for supper 
Eating

a wannabe knee slapper
Never been jealous
I'ma honoree master head honcho with colossal stature
I'm from the heights you will never see
More bricks broken by

not educating us
Different worlds BIG Lu and Theo that shit is ridiculous
Wait
Think about it
True rap I be about it
Nobody be ready because they never

Pocket full of money
Right now I'm sipping on Anejo
Your girl right here beside me
Ready to do whatever I say so
I'm a big hurdle
That's why these

foreign I'm too famous for this Chevy
We make the assists and make the buckets they ain't ready
They say Gringo don't forget me I say baby don't you let me

On

Mozart Khadaffi

In Entertainment We Trust

to expire

Mole on the mind
I've got a present for you

No one came by today
Your house is beginning to smell

I have no vocation
'Cause nothing ever comes

Alumnai condense
I won buy paper gallon ga rawa
Opor o scatter
Opor ye
Oshamo
Wan da mo

Eko
Alumnai dey ball hard
By the way we dey work hard
I get

the slave for the game
Making promises
But it seems like a sin
Am just hot and am fire
Ning bona njenge mpatha
I got this shit by the balls
Banye ba rap i

for weakness don't let it fool ya
Error in your measurement baby go get a ruler
I'm on my hammer time I'm too legit to quit it
Apologize in advance

or make people wait
Show up on time, in uniform every single day
I came out of the womb holding food on a tray
"Um waiter I'm ready to order" SAY NO MORE

to the bucks with you
Then count it up with you
I'll say it right to your face
I ain't got time for the games
Just by the look in your face
I'm trynna fuck in

I don't want to just cut ties like our love died
And live our one lives as if we never happened
Cuz I know for one that I'd never get past it
Baby you

goin' on outside and everyone is present
Hope you're ready to ride
Drill Kid blessed us up with that next level shit

Green light was the message off

line him though
Dissing on my baby Brook, hope you ready to start flying hoe
Bitch said she from Houston, keep trying to pour lines of coke
Heard they

Drive-by
South Side Music, isto é South Side
Queres beef, eu trago shooters tipo Kawai
papo reto, sem rodeio, no lie

Tentaram duvidar, but i don't know why

hands up, this a robbery I'm sorry, baby girl, you lost me
I'll be chillin' with my posse I'm too fly, almost hittin' Mach speed
It's like I got dressed

Dreaming
Like Nicki Minaj you do yo job you be Queenin
I really want you by my side all the time I Be Feenin
I Hate it when you gotta go but love watching

and he stay with a strap
GBG baby my niggas get back
Toten on shit and we ready to clap
If we catching that nigga he taking a nap
Like Grrah
Damn
She

of niggas, handle my shit by myself
Shoot him, don't shoot at him, man, I'm ready for whatever
In this life, I chose to live, one thing for sure, this shit got

a nikka
Was ridin wit you, Damn
I was ready to risk all
You use to be the one
That a nikka adore
Damn
I'm just praying on some better days
Cause all it ever