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pass
Up a chance to win her hand
I took her through the summer in the Pocono sun
She taught me how to dance, her to handle a gun
By fall I got

Shawty playing games yeah
Staying late at work
When she really ain't yeah
Coke paranoia in the whip
I knew this shorty wasn't shit yeah

Shawty

& blue 
Go and act fool
Pitching off that mound 
John Smoltz 
Or I'm Randy J 
Ike up in the kitchen 
Whipping work
Got that Etta Mae
Niggas think they

My job is not nine to five, you think I work hard
You should see what my lawyer do
I'm packing out shows in Brooklyn and Dodging the haters
That shit

a gold-digger
No disrespect Nasty C, Uh! I'm the coolest kid in Africa yeah
Broke up with Nelly, scaddle by Becky but I got a date with Veronica
I thought I told

bed-wetters
Pound a beverage, whiskey is my choice
Sour mash forever 
Sipping on the moist, crystal clear, clouded in the center
I'm feeling crowded better get

getting off of work
Putting niggas on the work
Used to move the perks, now he on the block trapping shirts
Shooting shit like Dirk, tryna leave a nigga in

This New Year

Cliff Richard

Together With Cliff Richard

1991

I'm gonna find true love   This new year     January blues   The nights are dark and cold   The heartaches are frozen so they hount you     February

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

addicts who shoot up
In the veins of they feet
That shit gave us the jeepers creeps
But a nigga had to get it though
I wasn't a d-boy by choice I
Had to get

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels yeah
Uh huh yeah
Spooky shit, nigga
Way too spooky, nigga, look

Hard work instead of talent
But I work harder than

young Zany
Oo OOh
Gotta bad yellow vibe by the bedside
I don went mia in the NY one wrong move take flight like the red eye
Shoot em like wade if he cross

the summer summer time
Yes i am Gemini
I could live 11 lives
Work shit out like i exercise
Cant get caught up in the summertime by drifting
She sweet like

Just to make sure jordon by on in closet
So fly like a plow
Certified music styling
This og music u better recognize it

This is music from the soul
When

kick her to the asphalt 
I get the work with a stamp like a passport, ay
Putting stamps on a passport ay
Still put the work in the Jansport bag
Thats

Intro

We the frozen heart of the south


We back
Travis james 5 star Ceo shit


Chorus (22 Savage)

Everyday getting off them Ps
Nigga said he want

the time to sort 'em out
Now it's time you see what happens when I let the fake shit drown
Lit like a white kid playing Travis Scott
But also twisted in

Good grades, so bizarre 
Musician, no guitar 
Can't sing so I wrote some bars 
And in the night I'm at work 
Words battling other words 
To get a place

smoke him
Bro so much youth up in the death notice I don't even think death notice (Ugh)
Drive bys with the beams leave the crime scene smokey and you

verse
But never beefing in person? Randy Savage
You wouldn't snap a slim Jim
You wouldn't rip a wrapping on Christmas in Santa's attic
With the hands

settle in and meddle all the hate
When the generation is facing the curse that worsens by day
When the Serpents drinking purple, when he nervous, he can’t

all that hard work beats skill
We used to fuck but now we chill
But it ain’t a thang
I treat her the same
We ain’t in love but it’s all love
She owe me

till I ain’t sick
In my lane or will I whip a spaceship
Fly guy
Getting sky high
Open up enough for me to skydive
Slowing up enough for me to ride by

can't have these thugs in my photos (no)
I been having guns by the boatload (let it blow)
Ooh, I got that cocoa (got that coke, ayy)
Ooh, I got that