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Nebberoso on the clit, uh, yuh, huh
I don't know who yall thought I was bitch
I don't do this shit just for fun, nah
Free my boy Tay-K, made Plats on the run

gets tough ima go against the grain
Ima run in this shit like I ain't got a chance
I'm a ravenous pit and I'm coming off the chains
I'm in the orchestra

These folks got to hear this shit, Saucii
You know, I just wanna show a lil appreciation for my brothers
Hope God keep 'em protected
Let's do it

of this, mixed with that, taking bottles back getting high on the beat
Momma I promise I'm tryna to be what I'm destined to be but they plotting on me
Shake

blunts, I'm way too high,
I'm tryna go somewhere you don't know
I'm tryna get fly and just run by,
Drive through the city with a GoPro
Take all them flicks

(pew)
Rocking chrome and black feel like platinum Vader (Vader)
Talking all that yap I could give a fuck (what)

Hop out a titan like Eren no Yeager run

wishing that I never run into you Cause deep down inside a nigga still feeling you
I been fucked up for a while, I ain't blaming you It get hard trying

wrist, man it don't mean a thing 
Why are they so easily fascinated by ice and bling 
She fuh wimme she think i can give her finer things
Told her hit

it all, Imma ball
Came back by the fall
Take time and you stall
Found out he a fraud
Om Namaḥ Śivāya
I'm breathin' in this prana
Rhythm in my Vedas

just sit back and laugh, 
Cuz my hands turninʼ green from all this cash.
My pockets looks like they got at least two elephants, 
My neck got chain by

So one of these muddaskunt lying!

Verse 1:
I-i-I ain't never sell crack in my life, sell ? in my life.
Sell a lil bit of ? maybe once in my life.

Naw i don't wanna do no verse
My nigga
Keep playing, We'll put you in the dirt
My nigga my nigga got a 45 by his shirt
My nigga
He rolling, He done

with lil Sheem yeah we keep the pole
Let a nigga run it up like it's sweet we gon let it blow
Keep this shit 100 with my peeps I would never fold

this is all in faith, I'm kinda cold
Rewind
Brace yourself the quiet storm is coming
I'm conflicted, I should give the warning
Can't conform cause I can

Who the fuck gave these niggas the green light
Gotta show them this shit different
Like the jugg different
Niggas say they the best w this rap shit I

this ain’t a luncheon
Yeah I’m munching, only on Lil’ Bits
I’ll run up in your party singing songs like I’m Tiny Rick
(Till it’s time to dip) Rhyming

all gettin loose
Nigga run up on me get to tying that noose
Nigga I'm rappin but this sound like blues
Remember them days I was poppin them blues
In my

righting some wrongs done by America 
Do you wanna break the wheel
Or still follow the model
Because I just caught my lil cousin at the protest 
Filling

consumed, by this yeesh and all my vices
I don't think I like them prices, when I go and look ahead
The me I see is living righteous, putting life into

I say internet steppers, all them niggas finna lose a leg
Niggas better kno about lil tae, man, you ah lose ya head
Try N take my chain off my neck

feel like a 40 tho
Same ole story I'm overstanding the scriptures
Got niggas turned off cus the face on the religion
Look, this aint christianity please

on the fifth seven hundred on the shoes
I gotta win, damn if I lose
Whips fly in the wind
Checks coming by the twos
I gotta win, damn if I lose
All my ex’s got

out
I'ma rhyme 'bout
Who this young man is before I sign out
Bedroom window you would climb out
Sis said lemme find out
Lemme hear a little something

Cashing yen by the millions ain’t nothing to my bank bitch
Take it slow, lil shorty want the pipe
Finna hit her till the morning, I can do this shit all