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boy his favorite blunt (no, no, no)
Ray Allen, really out the grind, I clap from out the mud
No fade, I done had to switch my Hellcat just to dodge

ain't even die yet (oh no)
I've been headin' up the ladder longer, never was a time I hit the climax (yikes)
Your career's goin' bye-bye, it's ironic

Quick wit the hex
Leave you stressed
Take a seat
Before you get this beat
This ain't no hide 'n' seek
Stick'n out ya tongue
I gotta tip for you

I’m in career mode
My favorite power is phantom
Life isn’t random and I began one in ‘96
No critic could nullify this journey
My walk, the fire burning

know, I guess they're in a trance
Something like them fans
And that's your mans
Yo
Living your best life but you dead to me
From as far as the heavens be,

'm the one
If you try me bitch, you're fucking done
No questions asked
As a matter of fact
Boutta put our city on the fucking map
I'm making waves while you

we don't give no fvcks
Punch you on your nuts go (Woahw!)
Champagne while I make these hoes dance
While their skirts showing their ass
That means late

'm amazing
Just bought a plane tick I hit the cape then fly out the spaceship
Cop the armani no country, only do casios for calculations
This ain't no basic we

damn

You Rappers should fix up your life
You Rappers should fix up your life
Yah getting killed by the south
I guess I'm in this sh*t for life
I'm still

My Night
Written by Anthony Parker 

Verse 1
Woke up in a room that I don’t know clothes on and I’m headed for the window feel a hand on my back like

got shackles on my feet
(Shackles on my feet)
Don't got no codefendant
And I'm not takin' a plea
(Not takin' a plea) the judge, she a fan
And she wanna

only chore
By the time I'm getting better you walked out the door
Why I gotta find out from your friends what you thinking
Tell me then what's

it was hopeless
Now I got fans on the other side of oceans
Im putting in work and you just going through the motions
Aint giving you an inch and that's

my life?
Workin' am to the am just to try and get by
Feel my energy be drainin' I just wanna get high
Man this ain't no way to live I know I'm gonna

my life?
Workin' am to the am just to try and get by
Feel my energy be drainin' I just wanna get high
Man this ain't no way to live I know I'm gonna

fruity ass bitches aren't listening
Just dissing B saying its a conspiracy you weren't listening
I said they are exterminating us
We have no choice this

calling themselves as thugs(I fuck em)
No clarity, I'd be on top and be getting some hugs from fans
Don't think I'll be needing a vanity(facts)
Y'all got

know that i set it up

Three in the bank
Net not connecting
No more cause I broke it up
Them old broes bein so pussy
They keep lackin up
In order to see

And after that assault
Wroom-Wroom Jeep,
Wroom-Wroom Lamborghini
Take a problem

Verse:
Pack in my pocket like this
Shooting my bad enemies
No i want my AP's

was any. Question for every Zimmerman fan: am I lesser than human just cuz my skin has a tan? Is someone second to another cuz they got so much pigment?

know I feel sorry for all the everything and all the trouble I've caused everyone, and I put all my fans before me I’m taking risk for y’all ~bsb:)

the odds bet it all on me
I'm just trying to live
No time to waste so I start homie
Back then they didn't know me
Now I'm hot they all on me
Back then they

Ink on the hands
I am not a fan
Won't read a book
Gossip how someone looks
Poor self care doesn't meditate or cook
Being around me only builds character

a few, got no love for the rest of you
Seen me out at Jamla and now they wanna text the dude
See I'm next up, still holding the west up
Couldn't read where