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(Check it off)
Make ya see and belive 
(Yeah)

Imma wolf 
Im out here by myself
Im so far alone no one could help me
I got God and water 
Only healthy 
Now

up and reversing
Sign Jimmy Da Gunna in cursive
Lil Jimmy Da Gunna been working
I live the live of a Jackson not Michael or Tito I'm living like Curtis

noggin
Now he make em sweat like he just got him joggin
Remember allat pussy ass shit that you said
Move by yourself yo lil pussy ass scared
Fuck nigga

job
He showing to much that's how niggas get rob
She wanna eat the dick corn on the cob
Lil mama to nasty I like how she slob
I fucked up her weave then

(What up, Foster?)
Ayy

Sometimes, I get by myself and get to overthinkin' shit
Like where my bitch be at whenever we ain't kickin' it?
When

blow ima score like this shit was the redzone

Make him run
Take his gun
Rob that nigga den pay him none
Talk that shit you gone pay the fund
RIP tray we

anemic
I've been dreaming on the side, Oh
I just wanna make me a living
Taking it day by day, I need my K like Kelly K, Oh
All of you niggas is fake, you

the pot
I’m like the wolf
On the hunt for the flock
U know how we play in my section
Ain’t no hiding
We seeking em out
Competitive action we live by
So we

I got some needs, I need the money like I need to breathe
I need the hunnids, a lotta
Tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league, outta her

shots at your medulla
Lil bitch around like a car or a scooter (Yeah)
My chain on froze like a cooler
Lil bitch give me head, that means brain like

Bitch take it off
Hug her and she feel a lil poke
Got a blicky on
Hug her and she smell a lil smoke
Got sticky on
Big bad wolf
I blow to get the piggy

a motherfucker with a deadline
Three months go by
Six months go by
Still no reply, lil' bro

Blind sighted can't see no more
I love you but I don't at the same

Boot up on Molly
Don't roll by me
Kill a nigga
Throw away the body
We all in her pockets
Her name Polly Yeah!!!
Dat lil hoe sloppy
Lil bruh she not

lyrics dirty
But my record is clean all my records is me
I'm flexing I'm flexing
Know lil nigga I'm flexing
You prolly warn rob me
Know now this ain't no

he blitz
Here my lil bad bitch hold up my stick 
Rolly two tone and that bitch dont tick
Nigga got work on the wrist like this 
All my old hoes they so

on me
Boy you broke get ya weight up homie
By myself I'm jhi like lonely
But I'm just tryna' get this macaroni
I used to be the one they laugh at
Now they

closer
Drop a lil kiss
(Muah)
Hersey got that feeling
Like yo first time stealing
You clouded by decisions
And all up in my business
Said I'm on some slick

Homeboy [Amended LP Version; Version]

Coolio

My Soul [Clean]

1997

or the ones you call your partna

'Cause what they really is, is a busta out to rob ya
And, be weary of strangers bearing your God and gifts
And a wolf in

a possibility

250 6'3 but I'm lil king
Kickin down your door red dot with a laser beam
Empty out the clip light him up like a Christmas Tree
Click clack boom lil

move they as flaw as it get
I'll rob you put the squad
Introvert by nature not that i don't like people I'm just kind of throwed off
Feel like everybody

Can't spell "slime" without M-E (M-E)
Slime bought the car that I'm ridin' in (slatt)
Turn a nigga in, we gon' rob him (rob him)
Mob boss, nigga, like

hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck

by the head thats cut throat (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
When I went off to college I'm seeing these girls and they only want one night lil boat yeah (One

Smoking that weed by the out 
Young n***a lit like we 
Came out the drought 
I gotta blunt 
Let me spark it up now
Roll up another one 
Shh keep it