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cuthgraph my guy?”
Yeah judge I got you, 
Just get in line! 

Renaissance reincarnate,
Designer and poet, 
This time add the beat, technology and weed smokin,

at first, but in the end he was cool 

He said he was a boss, he said he was a G 

When he asked for my name, I replied Lil' T 

Homie said he been through

of the show
Around me you'll get more feedback
Tryna talk to a corpse
Still my money be short as the dwarves
So im on a mission i can't be forced to abort
This

Uh u underestimated greatly, 
Im never even around nd u squares all manage to hate me,
I worry bout my self,cus none u niggas make me, 
Any money nd

just chase the money go find out what that honor is
Honor make you recognise the importance of your origins
Reppin blue and red you know I be on my

I’m racing
Always get the bag I’m chasing now
Money got long y’all hating
Stack it real fast it’s pacing now
Turn me up ya ya
I’m on my sh*t ya ya
I’m

I kno to keep it g
Tuff times cum
Suin that done made me num
It's usual
Sob that's who I do it for
Check the score
You a whore
Get money my boy
We do

real outchea
Let em fake by they self ( let em fake by they self)
Gone let em fake by theyself (girl let em fake by they self)
Ayy
LOVE relate to MONEY

a G cause she know that I'm popping
Double my cups bitch you know how I'm rocking
This shit that I smoke got my lungs hella toxic
I won't leave

And it's still funny I'm feeling these feelings now
There's no pill in my blunt to numb me
No feeling I could escape 
Theres no stealing money or running

restaurants
My Cadillac hops
I'm strong as an ox
I'ma fly by
And chunk deuce at the cop
Cause I'm

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil Bing]
I'm rollin' non stop

When you grown money come money goes it's the code 
I ain't ever been afraid of being broke 
Cause I know my god got my on a roll 
Talking wreckless

bracelet fake and that g-wagons rented 
My car is lame, but it's all paid 
I promise it's so spacious 
I could fit yo dame up in it 
Bitch I'm harder than

working to kill?
Every enemy and all your time is worthless
And your focus has been redirected
Lurking in the burbs for my prey
Blast a lil music like I'm

boy said that he gon' slide, but he got hit by my glitzy
18 shots like two 50's, lot of bullets 250
I be riding with my blicky, you gon' die trying

bohot zyada bohot  zyada different.

ayo we gonna go kill it

Shoutout to all Maas
Mere bure waqt pe kon tha?
About time gone by
Now i draw my traumas

Drive new shit all through
South Central G how
You coming? You know I gotta kill em!

These days I been plotting on mo' money baby
This rap game just like

and dimes, ain't never been phased by no nipples and dimes, my plate looking full no more pickles and fries, we been making noise BBM on the rise

I just wanna

First things first, I'm Sunny
Freaks all the honeys, get money
Your girl, I slay her, you're looking like a dummy
That's the life, let your man keep

pumping weed
Youngin' in the jungle
Really grew up on that EBT
No nigga my Section say I'm pussy cause I keep it G

If I up my pole, he gon' drop just like

a L, you is not a g
Trying to level up my smell, I might cop gold by commodity
They be hating I can tell, but that's probably cause I got 'em beat
New

sick of us
Watch 'em throw up the money dollar signs
Like Covid One -nine I took plenty of time
Issa a massacre when my people come and shoot it
Like I

These niggas
Be cowards
Been standing on business
Long as I been livin
That's God as my witness
Aint never been timid
Bout chasin my vision
Know

inside the (?) condo
It cost a G for this plaided Burberry poncho
Amiri, Yves Saint Laurent coat, side note
Must be on heroin thinkin' they don't fear