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didn't try at all
I'd rather, I'd rather die by my sword nigga
My own sword
Baby we can do it yeah we steady making music
I like to stay alone that's

NORE, we like Fox and Jig, Lil Kim and Big
Whitny and Bobby, the police and Rodny
It's only Coke sails that make
Niggas try to rob me
So much ice,

Ricky the soprano
Hit a riff on the piano
I take shots when I ain't open
They say life is just a gamble
My lil' man'll put you right on top
Of T just like

back, one three, and I caught it
I'm like Lil Baby, I've been staying solid
I'm educated, but dropped out of college
Foot on the gas, I run up the mileage

Some of them got popped trying to slang in the Grove
They got my cousin now I pray that they don't
Get life when they out I'mma aim for the dome
See lil

gon' hustle Monday to Monday
Wrap them chickens up in a bundle
Talk that shit, my jits, they coming
They'll get the job done by in the morning
Beating

can't hold on for too long
N fuk all da people do me wrong
Just know that I would never do u wrong
Thuggin like durk need my India
If u sneak dissin I

I've been out thuggin girl
By myself in this cold world
Excuse me, what's your name
I'm not here to play he turned to a stain
I guess that's just

onnat block wit bookoo choppas by our feet
My lil brudda caught a case
He caught bout 5 up in da streets

Gansta Love see that's just sum fa to vibe wit

to call to help me sell them rocks[00:40.66]That's why I had to hoes, all my bitches, let me set up shop[00:43.49]We corporate thuggin' nowadays

I'ma do it right this time
Niggas dissing on they story, smack lil brodie with the heat
Seen my heart was turning green, I don't want that bitch

Freedia, baby, we was slammed right here by the Georgia dome
And I'm slammed, thinkin' bout all my bros behind the wall

They can try to stop this shit, boy,

me to even come in 
U put up these walls these walls gotta fall if we get involved 
On some shit that is loving don't wanna be thuggin at least not

(hit them with the press)
Sauce Gardner or Deion
Them little boys some peons
She paid for a new ass by the looks go get a refund (Ha Ha)
Wanted Doc Miami

your name
I swear to that, never change, knock on my 50's, pick on your name

I been out some old shit, thuggin' by myself

Don't fuck with these fools,

Oh
Niggas know I keep that pole' Outside thuggin' in some all-white lows
Still smokin' on some good Jimbo FN bullets hit like Kimbo
Black long AK

brought a Glock, so what you tryna lose
You say you bought that gunplay, well come and show me
And don't be lying, these bullets ballin' like Kobe
Lil

nothing
I'm surrounded by the racks and all my jeans
I can never do a feature, not for free
I got 30 racks and all my jeans

While I'm thuggin' with that

A disrespectful something
Is never better than nothing
Judging from your support
I'm not a niga you fuck with
I'ma keep it thuggin
Don't tell me I'm

from a Benz, would you poof and disappear
Like some of my friends?
If I was hit and I was hurt would you be by my side?
If it was time to put in work is

skip to da moanin
Gah damn I'm high denna bitch
I can tell by yo posture u loaded as shit
All that's stuck in my head to get a load of da dick
Been

use to play me lil' dumb bitch, you was so mean
Anywhere in the city, nigga, I'm good, give me a key
If it ain't BRB, throwing that show, I'ma need

the bread
But it's music or juggin'
And I want him out of jail
So a session ain't nothin
Cuzzi keep a blammer on him
Cause the nigga be thuggin'
Bitches get

no comp got no opps
Turn me up a notch
Fuck that turn me up a lot
I went from writing poetry
To having this lil rap shit on a lock
Oh you thought
That