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Shit, they come out that door Yeah, what you wanna do, nigga, know what I'm saying
Lil' Miles did this one Yeah, I can't do nothing
I don't know what

let go

Need me a hoe that roll cigarillos
And smoke cigarettes outside when the wind blow
Wait by the door with a blunt when I get home
And if I'm out

Mustafar
No volcano, you can't flee forever
So I'll pull up to your block
Feel like Vader
Burning up cause I just be too Hot
Shit's like Lego
Piece it

you a player, Adobe
You a player, Adobe
They feeling psyched out by my shit
They feeling real hype when I hit
They feeling uptight whenever I write

four rings
Pen ain't come with the brain
It's Forged through the fire
The hand is not the same
Embrace the metal frame
Shoot the Trey just to get me

when you fall
Damn so then I took her by the hand
Told her you my little vibe girl you need to understand
You be hyping niggas up got em feeling like

feelin now?
Stuck up in my mind, one too many days, probably cuz them bars were raised way too high, oh
Drowning in my flaws, diction got me by the balls,

a ghost town, pull up with my phantom
Heir to the throne,though I'm now the Lastborn
Going past us, like the pastors
Stuck on my toes, staring at the wall

busy
With living my life
Can’t manage my time
To burden my mind
With keeping up
With what’s a fact and a lie
I’d rather dig through the grime
Nullius in

feel the tension when I step in a session
Maybe they can't handle the confidence and ways I express it
I mean my presents says it all, it's my favorite

Whoop Whoop through this bitch I'll cause a riot
I'll get you blew like hot food or shhh better keep it quiet
You better keep it by ya you better keep

All of these bitches they know what I'm about
Better say your grace cus I'm coming for the crown
I been thru the struggle got me thinking i can't do it

me father I'm sinning again
My exorcism isn't kicking in
No Amen
They say
Hail Mary
Lucifer's shooting through my medulla
To pull a pool of blood out

gone need it all, can you really knock his hustle
Little nigga lifting iron he ain't even move a muscle
He think he'll make it big by robbing players

twenty, never thought I be on telly (no)
Came up the hardest way (ah), selling dark and yay' (trap)
But they can't see my pain through these Prada shades

of the members
Enter, the road, get parked in the entrance Man, straight boof, through half of your sentence
Money on, man, get sacked by preference Do your thing,

on the news, we promote a nigga
Your face gonna pull that promotion
Make you famous for all that commotion
I can't stop, trappin'
Trappin', bando ain't good,

a cowey
Kill 'em for pape he collecting his bounty
Search the whole city for niggas he hate if he can't get the drop then he searching the county
Ain't

position
Worrying about everybody else 
When I Pretend I'm numb 
Damn my demons speaking to me 
Haunting me daily, pull the trigger 
I can't stand my

to new heights, looking and you might
Find me with a handful of stockings, fresh out the panty raid
Going through your grandmamma sock drawer
I been up in

(Tried to tell these motherfuckers
I’m the one man) yea yea
You see me getting to the
Money like I’m supposed to
Sliding through the city in my old school

Big body park it in the driveway
Smoking on some runts by the fireplace
Nowadays can't listen to what God say
I'm too busy turning up to Yahweh

I came through with a goal in mind now its time to grind
Comin up from the struggle man cannot waste no time
They say success is a lonely road imma

the function, aye
Pull up on me baby, get it bumpin', aye
Hold the phone I think I want you for my self, shit, damn
Yeah you got me pressed, can't doubt it