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the paper Stackin' up
Racks, nigga, better go ahead, get the bag Lookin' like Ricky Bobby when I pass
Push it to the limit, my foot on the gas, uh
Nigga know

ain't want me wantin' sex now (uh, yeah)
A nigga had to level up a few times
Went and learned a few life lessons
All it really took was my time now I'm

getting big as fuck
Ya son gon make the league for sure
One thing fore I let you go
Please don’t call my phone no more 
I met a gypsy 
And she hipped

Step inside the party
And I'm feelin' naughty
Kitty's out to play
Move aside for me; make way
Got the urge to move my body
Wail to the beat
Got me by

em, they gotta move the chop
My Finger get the itchin' when I'm by it
It's just me and Reg72, we tryna slide
We'll put some hoes in yo coupe, I love

and Puff
Recreatin' hate me now
I ain't gotta talk shit
What I'm makin' make me loud
I love it when my dad call and say
"Dom boy you make me proud!"
I be

RuRu,Never Imagined that my hard heart could ever fall in Love,Lived without Fear , No Emotions , Billions of Stories told by others, See my Man

jokes
Yea we slinging zingers
Scrape my fingers on the ceiling
Check that's how we living
That's my decision
My mission
To get it right
By own admission

the 1 y'all flipped off
Looked pass lik I'm ass
Gets no love but I support y'all
Therefore we're not same
Big ups to my nigga Fame
A Box nigga who'll box

my dawg out the pound
Before we come break they ass out
When OG make the bond he gone come to knots
She ain't up by 8:00 get kicked out the house
Came

always gotta irk
Moment of truth
The only time I’m PC
Is when I’m on my PC
Watching porn in 3D
Moment of truth
I love God
But don’t give a shit
If you

I love to push them
Growing up, I know I was a shit, feel like I had to go hard
Sneaky link up in my bed, she tryna play the road part
I had to show

greater than you fearing to lose
The words of Bobby Kiyosaki got me lacing my shoes (Yeah)
Uh
I'm on a plane to Zimbabwe to where my mama stays
I'm sitting

I am, in fact, deep, capeesh?

When I'm torching beats, I torture weak rhymeded individuals / The type who seeming blinded by my syllables / This is

Red green and black stripes on my flag (The homeland)
Dipping in a black jag (Panther)
Huey Newton of my class (Top of that)
Bobby 'cealed under

a back road 
Following a for rent sign 
Just lost my home I needed security 
But it was a turn for the worst 
It turns out I made the wrong turn That's

like the bale, call that shit Bionic
Flip Cartier, reinvest my timing
Rerock jaw like she hooked on Bobby
Come for the check like I'm Hooked on Phonics

I got by.

Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the money lookin

the sloppy 
You just wanted the cocky
I only get dope from poppy 
Get higher than Whitney and Bobby 
She was all over my body
Im ghost she tryna find me 
Nah

my kinfolk
Pick in they afros smell like Murray's tyin' durags down
Don't be sad to say what's happenin', you know you love the sound
Don't brush

the Grinch in a pinch, but an inch from the win when his grin turns into a (My god!)
Didn't think it was possible, not at all
But he's smiling, by far,

Giannas)
Flexin' every time I catch a play
Feel like Mike Thomas (Mike Thomas)

I'm tryna see you with your bands up
One hundred million by my lonely
I don't

(It’s Bobby Jaggerjack, & Grodd)

I wonder what would happen if I was willing to widen the scope of what I’m open to talking about inside my music,

Now they popping Oxy smoking Molly snorting Bobby 
Visitation my old lady had it on her body 
Now it's poppin. Pushin product flocka moving.
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