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walk on by
Then they stare
It’s funny they must be
Just judging my hair
But really Its silly
I don’t give a care
They know what I’m smoking
Is O

them haters off, damn, they just won't let me be
I'm stackin' money, countin' green and fuckin' in between
Yellin' free, all of my niggas till they

focused the bag in my sight (Focused)
I (I)
Never take a break no (No)
Thinking bout my bank roll (Cash)
Don K we on top woah (Woah)
When it's green we

yea it's go time
Sleepin niggas leave a ghost town
By the way that it's lookin I'm goat bound
Dick deep down her throat all my hopes drowning
All my

of missed my exit cause I’m high
Speeding by like I’m running outta time
Yea we get money no question
Girl I know you won’t regret it
If you slide, and roll

callin' keep on ringing my phone
Locked in the booth till its 4 in the morn'
Hop on the track and the flow is so vicious
Talk down on me he gon' leave with

dat I'm wearin

Her face went from gazin to starin she daring
Applyin some pressure yeah that will impress her
I don't get no better (Nah nah)

It can't

for tissues or gym socks
I've from the place where greens have ham hock
And the waffle house is open till four-o-clock fuck the cops
All I want is

Stop texting first, you won't hear from them again
Shit get worse, you'll get murked
Talk behind my back you supposed to be my friend
Like How that

a zip for like 85
Sold 9 Gs and still had smoke for a 4.5
Yeah nigga it's a big blunt session
So when you rolling up better add an extension
If you want

I was down bad on my dick or some
Sip it out my cup, I'm tryna sip it till I'm feelin' numb
Fuck that lil hoe from the back, I'm tryna use my thumb

Oh Shit
I'll be sixty by then
Marvin said be a mountain climber
High enough, the corporate ladder
Serving greens on silver platter
Does it all matter

indifferent 
To the differences that makes a picture pick 
The four corners, the lights are on the tip 
The piece a gift & the value sits 
Till I behold her she

my birthday
All my friends came
And we ate delicious cake
And you know we had to play
Football in the street
Till a car came
Gonna spend our time right

My diamonds look like stars
Got so much cash, got so many cars 
(Hell cat, by the way, let's go)
I'm livin' lavish, you know what I mean
Designer

Christmas Wrapping

The Waitresses

The Best of the Waitresses

1990

of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year

Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chill this room for twenty-four days

I ain't sticking by the rules but
It weren't worth the sixth
So, I'm spitting till I am hoarse
Turn words to scripts
You can visualise my thoughts

you need it
It's 4am, call a Uber, and buzz the gate
I'm on my way,
Your roommate sleeping so we creepin' till we climb in bed
Give the signal bite

never thought that you would steer me wrong, now I’m hurtin’ singing this love song. 

Verse 4: You’re the inner voice that keeps me up late at night.

till they none, won
Falling by the tons, my heart no be there with that
I'm sorry but blackurate facts reserving, merging, purging, emerging the great

four years, man
Uncle just died last year don't make no sense, man

It's too late to get rich
Another rapper just got killed what the hell I'm gon' do

intertwine
Couldn't do this on my own, girl, I need you by my side
So I'm praying this forever till we reach the end of time
And darling, this is more than

I’m smoking trees 
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah

I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around

been in I had to learn from it
Found the ups in the downs watch me burn to It
Put a dub in a L watch me burn to it
I feel like usher
Wait till I cop