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Ecosport got em turnin around
Ain’t no doordashes here, got em turnin em down
Tryina act grown til I sit yo ass down
Click da blickity quick make you lay yo

(let’s go)
& im a team player boo gone & call a friend or two (hit em up)
Imma have y’all fall in love by the time I’m through wit you 
I ain’t as vocal

should body me. I ain't got the patience for the haters and so don't bother me. I done kept myself up by the house so you should honor me

My mama told me

me (tell me) nothing (nothing)

Yo, yo pullin' up, pullin' up, stuntin'
You was talking all of
That bullshit 'bout me
'Till you got jumped by 10 of my

till a niggah get home
Roll up a wood then I lay on my dome
Switching back n forth, supine and prone
Wish I was a kid again, hate that I'm grown
Wanna be

throne
It gets tough but he stands, stay strong
Burn down the pain that became my home
Walk out the flames purified and grown
Take my pieces build up my

got blown up, mom said god my boy so grown up
Said I won't cry when grandma die, then she did I'm bout to throw up 
I can't breath can't open my eyes,

We've grown up a lot
But we're still kids at heart
Playing all the games that we love from our childhood
We're feeling young again
It doesn't feel too far

And we'll have to keep it up all night
In spite of the moaning
So I can wear 'em out
Before work in the morning
By now my little secret will
Have grown

Oya. Blasting off like riffle
We shall now raise the frequency and vibrations through this immaculate Cypher.

 J No the Sun King:
I just pulled up in

candy at the register
So not about to settle for the vegetables
Full grown, still got a sweet tooth
Still tryna climb all the walls I can see
You take

with death, it got me upset.
So much stress on my chest, I need a outlet.
And all this medication ain’t working. Cause when I sober up I’m Still Hurting.

on the phone
You can tell that I've grown
No more shells in the chrome
Was always a diamond in the
Rough like Sierra Leone
Wait until a couple years
And them

as a tack, in track to get at the club
Bottle service reserved
Go on and po' you a cup
I sip until I throw up
My hands dance in the cut
By myself I ain't lying

killed a civilian
2nd time i killed a cop, called by a witness
guess i was actin too Blacc, outside of that building
3rd time i sent the 1st crakkker momma

could say I'm a new man though my body's still wrecked
Can't afford a massage so my boo does her best
But if we end up fighting then I gotta hit my ex

the weed
Blow trees
Fuck you mean

Roll another swish and I'm right back to it
Picked up some beer it's just me and my music
This all that I know gotta make

don't want to talk
Like, come on man

Uh, doing shit for attention won't get my attention
Instead of hitting me up you do shit with intentions
I

the death of me
Afro grown, shirt open like it's the 70s
Bitch I'll fly a drone to your crib and blow up everything
Rain down from Heaven with weapons like

so bad they running in the fence
They telling stories my inspired by real events 
While they sitting up there 'yappin about the points they made
I

live it up
All that hate in your blood gotta give it up
More wins over lies gotta switch it up
On the way up bring the bitches up
Motivated by the money

but I'm a grown man, I still apologized
Even reviewed your project, you acted chill like (Awh, it's fine)
Then a couple days go by, you drop a song

the chicken cross the road
'Cause he was fed up with this crap
You can't leave your home
But at least you're at home
Your mom can't leave her hospital room

attachment issues, it's just sex
Relationship established by some addictions and drunk jest
What's next? Lust for life turned to craving love
Dumb flex, grown