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both ways 
You really wish you could
Or am I just misunderstood 

Two face 
Two ways 
I am too paid 
Like em’ both I’ll choose one on a new day 
Their

could be rich, I could be dead, I could be famous
Or I got the feds, looking for me, know what my face is
Maybe I woke up to be the world's most hated

strapped like Velcro’s
Don’t act like I ain’t say so
Spring Ting’s red rose
Need a bad ting like miss Rhoades
Pretty face but still blows
Big notes like

with flavor
Ai on the beat so you know its a banger 
Take  pulls off toce vibe with me now 
Ridin slow when I'm in your town
Volume up let bass pound

talking about greats
She want it bad like it’s all in my face 
It would be worse if I made her go wait 
You can go take her down I’m with the play 
I don’t

leaving our trace

Better off if we all get wiped from the earth’s face

And i don’t mean to sound like Ricky Gervais, 

But be a comedian and laugh at it

the glock at you always were the thots at I’m always were the Guap 
I might trap off a iPad all my hittas they bout that niggas be shooting like chiraq 
If I

boyfriend's just too late
I already have this pillow pressed against your face 

My happiness is the perfect revenge 
Or at least thats what you think 

My

New niggas, New faces
Gate keepers, nigga fuck em all
Most rappers wanna be the king
Heavy is the head that wear the crown
My new bitch, she a steemer

of it’s designed for 

Verse 2) Tell me baby every time that I disobey - tie me to the bed all day - blindfold me with leather and lace / your shirt off -

and now he laughing in their face 
Now he making moves going back to back like golden state 
Tomorrow aint promised so what you finna do today 
No I ain’t

trippin cuz, everyday is February 10th nigga
2nd Verse:
I get a different kind of cake, and I don’t need a knife, blue strips, big face, everyday I need

Maintenance on any block yeah we get to mopping
Coughin off this gas it’s that opp pack so pick a coffin 
My heart throbbing 
We get to robbing and get

one left to fight against
Killed maself, fled the scene and left tire prints
Tryna rinse the blood off my hands and feel alive again
All you fuckin

the guns
Yet you beating us
Trynna kill us off
Fuck the holocaust bitch
This war ain’t done
FUCKEN with me cuz I’m a Hispanic
Fighting with my brothas

face them

On what’s god? 
Dissect religion up 
Like wit’s a chop 
Many eat it up 
The ego
Is makin this tough 

Head up 
Run it up 
Set boundaries

a blessing
My love rekindled now the flame is more passionate 
As if keeps on burning it makes me more affectionate 
Don't want to show you off
But want to let

depressed
I must confess
You’re badly dressed 

Im stunting, I’m rich
Living, lavish
That hoe, she tried
Now poof, vanish

I’m, coming off the G5
I’m,

trouble since day one
So you better start runnin'
Keep one in da nose son
So no actin funny
No
Funny business
No
I'm the loaded gun

I'ma pop pop off my

(fuck the club)
Someone who gone listen baby
I need me a boss lady

Ewww
Late night in a thong that’s all
With your phone cut off (tell ‘em what we gone

apply pressure to these fools that they send our way
Wax on, wax off like Daniel son
Miagi on these niggas i don’t plan to run
Niggas ain’t been through

Drawing the gaze of a lonely tramp
Who just wants his health for free
Mad harassment in deluded rage
He falls to his face from the fear

And a change has

home

Where did the time go
Where did my mind go
I spent so long tryna get here
I finally feel I'm home

VERSE: 3:00

Reciting affirmations
To start off

like a hive 
And I like boss bitches 

Aye

Don’t dare call my phone
If it ain’t bout chicken

Sex different
When you drunk off wine

I get to scratching