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one fuckin wit Ike
Yeah, on sight, keep an iron like Mike
A g, like Polo, I be thuggin solo
Just like Cotto, on yo ass no homo
Any beat I'm on, I spit

I'm stuck here on the 405 rush hour in LA
But there ain't nobody rushing anywhere
One more BMW cuts me off again
I slam my brakes and miss him by

Didn't even really wanna go
Forgotten by the people I know
I'm better off alone ya know
Repeat it enough times
And it will be so
Waiting because

it Bus it
Ok, bounce that ass down to the ground
I see you came here with your friends and y'all all hearing this sound
It's time to turn it around

I gotta get right before I do this one
Uh, a pop ah cork or sump'n
Sauce life, what y'all imagined
Errything you dreamed of
It's Grimey
Three cell

I'm gone like ta-da
She was like, "what up?"
I was like, "nada"
Said she comin' to the casa and she'll be here at about nine
Looked at what I had

an we from public housing, on the corner by the lake
Yeah stackin up, feel the bank , walkin through the rain for better days
I been gettin it outta state

building dynasty with 12 bill belichick/ 

So I move more cautious & gotta watch how I word my responses/ if you dont know what time it is you better watch

Crushed wine velvet jet black glass
You barely touch the pedal but you move too fast
The smoke pours out at the traffic light
I've got to get

every motherfucker up that wanna play Jack
Goddamn, Why you even try to diss this?
Bloodshot eyes and I’m fine with my wrists slit
Ride by with a bitch so

from the suburbs are nicer than a Lamborghini
Got my dick sucked so much I ain't even need to clean it
You sisters dancing on me, just took off her

myself I ruminate
Confined
To think you always weighed me down
Turns out that I always shamed you for leaving
But
Its
Now
So clear to me that we weren't so

Buckle up. Taxiing down the runway.
시선, 저 먼 곳에 뒀어.
비행할 시간, Chuck the deuces up.
I’m high right now, You highlight now.
봐 인마, 내 흔적 line by line. HAAH

Hey,

never was, you see, that cheatin' kind
You feel all right, you never looked for me
So long, it's time, I've gotta get on by
Sad and free, sad and free

Let me talk my shit !!!

OOOH Yeah...oooh yeah
go bully on the beat 

brag about myself but 
You know I keep it brief 

Laid in the cut 
cooling in

In the traps
I'm getting tired of hearing ya raps
Party on me
Spin bring it back
Moze wit me
That's a whole lotta straps
26 28
I gotta live by the g

Can't stop I gotta reach to the top 
Had to put it on lock, Black man on lock 
It's assassinations led by the cops
Black people don't own no land
Black

you niggas i stand by my lonely 
Imma shooter just like tony i fuck on yo mommy put dick in her tummy 
Realrich thats fasho 
We aint stressin on no hoe

I'm not a renegade
Niggaz tryna see me there's a barricade
Smoke alotta weed so I can elevate
gotta problem with me I might just eliminate
Slob on my

Going up yeah this shit is no joke
Ima pull 'em all in by the rope
They like Rell why you getting so cold
Gotta focus and get to the goals
I need

than a mother fuck
Potatoes, grits, and cheese, girl
‘Cause you know I’m about to give it up
Knocked up by this song verse one
Now the holler gang is

well
One day I'll get out
It'll be one hell of a story to tell
First I gotta find my way
Till then I'll take it day by day

blow this za to the moon
Cant knock me off pivot get this guap and make moves
Never lack when you realize you did a lot to just lose
And that’s why I

Pop Like I'm Smoke, And I Pop Like The Woo
Dior or Balenci, I'll buy you some shoes
P-People be hatin don't know what I been through
Drip Is