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seen the whip, I'm in the lot doing donuts
Not a soul could stop me
She like the way I look with all these tats on my body
A lot of imitation, tell them

Yow Half Moon
Zdem
If you ever take a chance, look inna mi life
A nuff sacrifice, me nah know happy nights

A nuff days without meal, stop e noise

me but you need to stop playing
They hate it when your slate clean, they throw dirt in your face
I don't do the small talk I'd rather pull up with

car, reach in my bag, and grab whatever they put in that motherfucker
two times over

Oh, bro
(Lil on the track)
You got five on your fucking, I got ten,

pocket, Larry
Send him up with the birds like Charles, Sissy, B and Barkley

That mean I came by no baby dog
Then ring it to the green light, we ain't stop

foot down and I'm mashin
Ain't no crashing
I been da fye to da Propane tank
Fuck a short range
We run it up by the longest yard
They tryna shop for da

You know
A lot of things in the world matter right now
Most important thing is time
But we just let it pass by
Like we dont care
My time's ticking

to say I ain't good enough but look how a young nigga grown now
The boy is back and his still the same
Gotta go ahead and hit the road now
I hustle hard

as fuck

Prez and roy yeah we geeked up
Nigga quit dat talkin fore' you get yo ass pieced up
Thick fine shit, lil ma look like Mona Lisa
She got up off da

for real
Look
It's OakBaby, but to my peoples, I'm still just BJ
The same nigga that I been
Since way back to my first B-Day
The same nigga that I been

high, just to get by
Don't need a disguise, look at my eyes
Yeah, I'm wondering why, death been on my mind, am I running out of time
I need a plug, no

ain't bluffin'
Lil bro be crashin', can't tell him nothin
We talkin' Bs, look at the numbers
I heard your big homie was runnin', he grown as shit scared

to their ain't no stops
Maybe if I'm tryna c moms or pops 
Or if we out setting up shops 
 Getting tackled by cops 
Getting headshots
Getting credit for my

getting so mad
Cus I'm moving on and still looking rad
I'm sorry I had to leave you in the past
Guess I'm a lil salty that's on blast
That's why I stay in

Mirror mirror mirror on the wall
Yeah I look in that bitch
And it's not even me ugh

All em ain't stop
With the speaking
Spill shit
I was just sipping my

night I'm dickin her down
Love that that booty hole brown
Tryna take that lil bitch to pound town
Shawty look badder in person
Throwing a bag while you

and the foxes
Really ain't no playin wit us
That is not an option
Told lil mamma watch this,
Aye not them tryna have me boxed in
Cleaner than some stock dead
Oops

and the Pope started smoking that dope
I was having so much fun getting high with the Pope
Me and Pope Francis getting drunk off church wine
I got hit by a bus I

tryna stay low and stay up
Out the drama (Man), nowadays I must look old
Cause I be pulling momma, shawty gotta want me because
I would never force her,

hotwire
Dusty roads, no lights and no car tires
No laws, no cops, no barb-wire
Shit, slide em a buck hear shots fire
Slide 'em a look, when they walk by

Yeah, that fuck-boy got hit by a hammer
All for his little chain
And I could've blew the nigga brains out
But it was a lil stain
Yeah, I kick like liu

just Switched it up a bit
Ventriloquist got Ace and Deuce on This bitch
We keep them at a distance that boy Said what
Well we wasn't listening

Look

' baby, just give me a taste Stop all the talking, this ain't no debate
Look at me deep in my eyes while she grabbing my chains
Different positions can tell

It's been a while since I've seen your smile
Your laugh, your voice, those eyes
I missed by a mile but your phone on dial
I look past all those tries