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an act you won't spill the blood
It's so sacrificial to the man below
Frantic
Flow so fanatical banning Apollo spectacles
Damned by those in the shadows

than a Boosie live and we got scams
Probably more than a Bible of 'em
Get gassed up by yo gang
You gon' die because of 'em
All my niggas masked up like
I

And you know he snitch
He'll be up on my dick
They'll just call me a savage
And I'll be like, nope
Im a ravid, B Rabbit
Coming at you with these rapid bars

you, hit it from the back
I'm the reason you can breath easy, I'm the reason everybody fear you
The bitch that won't let trouble come near you
I'm

ever be
Better or does it really even matter to you?
I am not a welcome mat, already been through hell with that
Won't be bitin' my tongue until I

rates grim so the bank lit
I chase them out they Asics
What's a God with no hell to bring
All them lies ain't gon help you sleep
On my side, yeah I held

Maybe it's cause you turned your back on me
I've done it too, won't leave you with casualties
It's one thing lying to me but working against me, that just

the snow and I ain't talking icy
I heard some pussies talking but they still won't fight me
You can slide 20 deep and I'll just bring the lightning
My homie

fucked around and 50-cal'ed it (Pew, pew)
Late night, you only talk
You something like Jimmy Fallon
Put that lil' fucking gun down
My hitman really active

you know I'm pursuing
I gotta go and get it back, a young n***a got a daughter
I can't be broke, I got so many n****s depending on me
I'm trying to run

work
___
Hell y’all don’t know me, there’s nothing you can show me
To stop me, a force of nature, man, I’m my own thing
Throwing all the punches, ain’t

bro, close em
Money been the issue for a while now
Hungry in the kitchen, I'm a raw child down by 50 cents
Headed straight to the bank with this

Promise

You won't believe your eyes
Until I'm up in between your thighs
I'm spelling your demise
Can I get the last of your fries?
Hark the sea winds bring

Baby drop down and show me what you got
Hear the music getting loud, people bouncing at the drop
By now I can't even think, homie steps into my spot

I’m dead and they killed me
And then woke up to hell on earth
Ina hurse with the real me
The whole, purpose of soul, searching you’ll kno where to find

tee and a Blazer
Won't chase a woman, I re-place
I'll make you have déjà vu when I walk by
Like, hey it's that guy yeah aren't you from Vine?
Hell

rap shit'll take you under
Put you in the dirt and then they throw the flowers on you
When you're dead laying in the gutter
Gotta bring it back, baby

drank
Why you in this car saying' you don't do those thangs
I know you smart, just want you to use yo brain
Member back in the days they said that you

the clientele
Smokin I'm high as hell
I'm talkin my shit cause I'm on a roll like cottonelle
And I only smoke the best you can tell just by the smell
And All this

clive it stupid keep them dead to rest in peace no point bring them back to live the same 

Pain feel like hell and do all again it too harsh like some

Gotta pay for my sin hang overs are hell ,
Or the come down from drugs when youve been doing so well
I will sleep throu the worst
Or dont go to work

guano out the bat

Cave shout T-U-G, thats turn up gang
We'll leave you on your back, man
Flatman, I mean flatline
My pack fine, my raps rhyme

You can

back in the day
But some man didn't put their mashes away
So you can still get opened up
Yeah the ends is cutthroat and stuff
But I still feel loads

impressed by none of the messes 
You pressin' up on
Slut nose, Lee press-on nails and dunks on
And the dunks worn down and stomped on
I bet her dumps worn