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break the weed down with my fingers
Like im texting sum
I dont even use a grinder no more
It be smashing nugs
Big woods cant even roll it i gotta tumble

A hopeless nation that's steady hopin
Praying that they weren't forgotten
The clock doesn't stop for those who are plottin
I could've done better
Vexed in all

me
Im tryna get back to the crib right away
We both know where this is goin (eh we both know where this is goin) 
Gotta tip my bartenders 
stop by

the coupe giving brain
Had days use to walk in the rain
Right or wrong know i'm riding for gang
Call him up and you know that he came on gang
Big brodie i'm

stories straight out the hood
Aint nothing that can make us stop
We gon cruise by in a drop top
We gon make em bodies drop
64-Lolo and we spittin Hip-Hop
So

on the alley
Run the point I'm throwing oops, B.I.G We want loot
Street is watching, niggas plotting, but cant stop the we move
Bitch I ain't playing, That's

need to wake up to reality
Ive got four hundred and eight ways to change this dial
We need to sticc to the script stop acting
This salid thang aint no

eatin my chum like plankton
Niggas be sad and hatin'

Smokin on pressure
Cant hang with these niggas these niggas be extra
I sent her on delta

Talkin

hitting my prime yet
Tell me how you feel about that
I just hit the dealership and got me an orange brown jag
With the matching mags
And wont stop at that

yeah
Am from chalala my nigga
I'm probably an action figure
You know that my plans are big
Now am A loochi with a bape hoodie
Bring it back and my niggas

want big bags of the breesh to help me family
Gotta get it by any means
Full storage how I fill my jeans
I mean I got a little breesh
But its not bussing

line
My lil shawty she a homebody
She aint takin shit from nobody
Where she at yeah she right beside me
In a foreign whip its a big body
Niggas throw

All you dumb mothafuckas
Ya'll better hear this shit
Its big boy Dom with Feezy God right here
Back at it again in this bitch, wuzzup?
Gon' fuck this

a war i'm at your door I hope you know that
Every shot you throw at me i'm throwing three or four back
I just bought a watch and changed my time zone
Big

feel it when I wanna die

Every time I wake up I swallow my sadness 
Working hard but cant get past this
All my money getting sucked by taxes
Nasty

me, order me
I know they gonna fuck with
How I look, how do it
Spitting it how I control it
A bit down low
Still on this bottom
Won't stop man panic

you
No problem too big that together we cant undo
Two heads are better than one so you gotta stay true uh
Lift your head up little one, go and have

know my
Music gone sell aye im on
A cloud high as hell man
Killer tracks like a whale
Yeah tell yo nigga stop
Callin my phone unless
He got the money i

been healthy get big like it's swollen
My haters been losin I send my condolence
Bitches be suckin me out in the open
Fuck all the talkin I stop it wit

wanna bug gotta go 
If she wanna bug gotta go 

I just wanna party never stop again 
All I need is smoke I don't need oxygen 
Holla holla Topshelf 
Holla

drops the tears fall
Now I'm surrounded by all this thunder I feel like Chris Paul
Rapper from Alabama who views himself as a lyricist
Niggas saying this

Cant post in front the store now
Got to much to lose
Haters want to mow me down
They bitches want to touch the dude
But I’m untouchable
Big cribs where I

Get drunk and run it up the guage
Big sigh great show heaven sent to other minds
Bet you never had to save the game
And you cant be sane
No feel

Call me Kyrie Irvin by the way Im criss crossin
Shake a man Shake a man
Boy you know I aint playin
Make this look so easy thats all that im sayin
J's