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bro, Jackson
By the time you get home, you be hearing this
We be rolling and dog we gon' be
On our King of New York shit
Do the King of New York dance

high, yeah
E town 7-8-0 wave you know I stay in my lane
And I put faith in the king cause he got me with flame
I ain't trying to hit a stain, I just wanna

shot
My mama prayed I never caught a stray or I'd be killed by cops
So days I see my opps, it was angels near me on they watch

I learned it was angels

with the highest
I ain't talking bout the Fried Man at GG, but I pray on repeat
So I'm protected by my G, GOD and JC, for sure they got me
I be balling

mathematics come state it
She say just gimme like half your free time
Ain't nothing free this life pick a payment
Andele andele mama E.I
They wasn't there when

homework and one time they let me sleep behind the Ben and Jerry's counter just for a little bit before I would go to school in the morning. I mean, it was

Im from that v e g a s they tryna see me
If you step up you get pressed just like panini
Where they go to try to fill wishes just like a Genie

If you talking that shit, ni**a, stop it
I'm a God, I'm a king, I'm a giant
Ni**a not trying, .40 my side
Eastside guy, but I been worldwide
D.I.Y,

can't speak
And Rozay will give a sober man two left feet
Another henny on the rocks, and I'll be okay
If you give me another shot of that E&J
Seduce

a little bit, or a synonym
But that offended him
He talked about souls
Talked about bitches and talked about hoes
He talked about his mistress
How nobody

Niggas are never closing the distance
Molded by the blood, sweat, tears
Blue, Green, bills
New scenes heal
I had to move like checkmate
King with

payment
And that all of my water is salty
I called Mama
Just to tell her
That her baby
Made more cheddar
But I don't think she knew what to say
Now, I know

you suck
Even in little league teams
You probably won't make the cut
Me and your girl we're like headphones
We're 'bouta get tangled up
Dr. Carver made

Made a mistake that shook me up a little bit
Like San Francisco, earthquake when it hit
Everytime I go hard I'm accused of getting too lit
After this

tripping tofi dori bukky 
Rap ajigijaga u can never do me 
Ti hustle bapawapo  nigga malo Dy’cott o 
Mama fagidi rap mama by force o 
Pe rap mi yawere no be

Do not tell me different it's the closest ones
Who get to hurt you damn wen you all alone (Alone!)
We pay no attention to the little man
We all on our

to serve whoever for that get bAck
Merk a nigga mama for my lick back
Nigga hit me I gota hit back
I ain’t really petty but I’m tit for tat
Nigga play with

West berlin
Bobby pin
Boogeymen
Bowling pin
Dead puffin
He be the king pin
Pam is so silly
She feels God in this Chili’s
Michael’s foot just grilling

hearses
Undertaker, Mother Nature
You be one with makers
Son to say your passion
Jesus, sip Grey Goose
Henny and reminisce, R-E-K-S Genesis

P Back on the beat, you bet not crash nigga
15 with big dreams, I'm nothing like her past nigga
To T1E I give my last nigga
I gave a whole year

To start it off at the top
If you ain't open to Token
I won't offer to talk​
Ben writing off of the clock​
Til my second hand breaks free
Wrists are

the V
And the sharks dedicated a week just to me
G to the R to the double O V
We in my crib and we fucking off E
She said she tired of flicking the bean

from underneath
You messed up my mind set
When you left me by myself with the lean
Now I cannot trust another girl because I know
What the outcome is

too little sleep
So rest deprived, I can't even dream
I only keep loyalty around me
Cuz I've spent too much time w fake sheep
They tried to play me like