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to stop with the fake shit
Head was always down but
Now I got the Face lift
Head up in the clouds
Motherfucker in my spaceship
Fuck a good job
Good times

focused on me, hey
I've been taking it slow, rolling like paving the road, got nowhere to be
I think today I'ma go, at my own pace and just coast and flow

my sneakerbox
Riding till my speakers pop
Rolling till my tires bald
Serving till my beeper stop
Gucci's on my feet and belt
I'm ghetto ain't no secret

but to bake to cake
Stop procrastinatin' mayne get it outa the oven
I'm hugging my moma tight slap 5 with my 'causein
Its a family thang(fo real)we all

with me
That’s just how I’m feeling
They gone pop big shit
But they ain’t with it
If I put the scrap on him I bet he get timid
Girl stop playing
Come n

relaxin while we Cali coasting
Roll em down spark it up she jus know how we rolling
Sit back relax grab a drink n we'll get to toasting
If they gon talk let

Stop checking
Get some Guap. Nigga ranch if we dressing
Shaking niggas like a hand then we stepping
She blow my horn like a band. Keep the beat nigga

Know, you know about cruising
(The third gear, fourth, slip it in fifth)
Fam, let's stop right now (yeah)
(Windows low) music up (It's road)
Blap,

man
Stop lying to these fucking people
Man stop i’m the truth
Man, but what I am going to do
I’ma double up i’m putting eight rings on one
Hand i’ma

stop this boy
I don't wanna see you rapping in this house no more
My goons were sitting around watching me spitting
They delirious to the plenty things I

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 This For My Niggas Rolling Back To Back Like Cigarette Packs Nigga
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of the plotline
Ain't no ringer on my phone, going dolo
If you got a problem, just call up the hotline
Thumb flickering, come in the club kickin it
Rolling my

and boast bitch
They only make money to post it
Faded I stay in the post bitch
I'm rolling in back tell them coast bitch-
I'm keeping the chasers from tapping

real
Stop all of that capping you ain't never bust no glock for real
Day trip with my shooter to the range make sure we train with steel
Fighting all

nigga PH Kaos and Mayham rolling up yuh homie yuh heard
Gangsta GrayLyfe shit
You know what the fuck going on free Drac
They all wanna be GetRight it's

talking bands we all know that you don't have that
If you did I'd wrap that
Ain't a bank so do not try and ask me for no cash back
I'm out
I lied don't stop

of
On my mama I'll get it
Yeah you can try to stop me
But on my mama I'll get it
And you can follow me
Cause on my mama I'll get it
The penthouse with

Playing round with me, I swear to God you RIP uh
Nipp he with me, Marquise he with me unh, LO he with me, we rolling up this weed
That ain't no Lie I I
You

til they fuss
I wont stop til i be number one
And that ain't the end of it neither
I'll pull out a clever
And now all your missing is blood
You looking

with Hunt, then you play with ya life
Shit is a gamble, you rolling the dice
7/11, we open all night

I talk all my shit, niggas think that I be kidding

To anybody but the voice that’s in my noggin it's yelling
Go Stotle, go off ain’t nobody that can stop you
Never give up, that’s the motto
Words of advice from

like rocky
The punches can't stop me
I'm rolling with them
They all wanna knock me
But like missing a trolly
I ain't stopping for them
Gotta keep moving,

everything that’s a whole lotta brand
Busting out the bank for a whole lotta stacks
Fucking up a cheque, I’m fucking up a cheque
Roll another bag, I’m rolling

of opiates
Not Anthony and Opie
Got no crew but still you know me
Its just Bizzy rolling lonely
And still repping for the homies
Okie Doke I go for broke