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to the Moon cuz she don't judge the things I say
I be to myself, they call me aloof, its the Aquarius in me
Every time I wake I tell myself you gotta get it
I

regardless u cant script this energy

I'll only be honest I can't let em finish Tang
What ever you call it don't care about what niggas say
I rather be ballin,

when I drift away from you
I keep falling and that's when I, look
I'm bout to tell the people just what I've been going though
I'm never open this is

gone be hard to feel
Youn get that bag first by yourself it gone be hard to give
Maw maw died hit me in my chest it hit me hard as ribs
When yo stomach

Never bend or fold gotta remind myself I'm fucking different
These niggas all hoes ain't got no bread why the fuck they chipping (Broke ass boy)
Huh, I

gon' be in "Not It"
Tell by how you walking, this ain't just no talking
I'ma have you flossing, have you check the losses
Let me check for you, you see

they sweeter than a Hi-C
Mad bitches wanna wife me
Told em all unlikely
If the feds indite me
Tell me baby would you write me?
Like a note sang by Mariah

How many records do I gotta kill
For you to know that I don't go no chill
I told my boys that this wasn't a drill
Time to go get it man
Fuck all them

Do ya money dance if you touching bands
Do ya money dance if you touching bands
Mirror mirror on the wall you know who I am
Now tell me who

I disappear
Know it's suicide season broke boy evenings
3k in my wallet but rent creeping
Money each day but that money got secrets
Plug highways with

Yodaaa
Wheeew
YBn
Man this shit is lit
Man this shit is lit, lit
So Savage Gang
Aye Teezy
Tryna tell y'all
This shit lit
Ohhhh, Ohhhh
Yoda
Aye
Man

I'm on this road of course I'm all alone
Lost boys never find home
Couldn't tell you places I've gone
Every night a different fucking time zone
She

to niggas I sneeze
I can't stand folk that be beggin' and plead
Tell em' get on they knees
I'm lookin' for people that aim to please
Help me help you so we

Your boy suave like Rico
Yankee fitted navy like a pea coat
I used to move the cane by the kilo nah that ain't my thing
But I still puff my weed though

Shocka!
I'm on my toxic shit
Posted live on the gram to let'em know I'm poppin' shit
Do whatever you was doin' before, bro I ain't stoppin' shit
Stop all

to the drugs
Shit i ran so hard i collapsed my lungs
So perhaps when i'm done
I no longer gotta run
Lethal Jack shit like Repo
Drive by Regal
I'm so evil
In yo

3 little niggas walked in to the store
1 walked out got approached by a hoe
Took his wallet pull out the knife and cut on his throat
This ain't

with the heat for 'em
Safe to any brothers that were keeping the seats warm
90's kids rock it timelessly
We just tryna tell a story with the sights we

coat
Hit from the back put my dick in her throat
Late at night I keep the heat like a toaster
Hot boy I keep it cool like I’m frozen
I’m in the booth

bro
Ffft fffft
We just switch'd the scene
I pull enough nacho cheese out, then that's not yo ho
You can tell I grit smoov than a bitch, by how much

to let you down
Tried to rise by your side but you keep on holdin' me down
Your demise in my eyes means I'm wearin' the crown
Live this lie 'till i die, my

Hey man
It's your boy ZO CB4
And I'm checkin' in man
You know Ro you my motherfuckin' brother man
Let these niggas have it man, stop playin' with

I'm racing to the money all these niggas acting funny
Wrap em head to toe I'm turning all these dummies into mummies
Got the party jumping bumping

or kick back by the beach
I'm in a race for your loving and i ain't stopping for nothing
This ain't lust, you got the boy straight up crushing
Got my eyes