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gonna make it up
Stackin up our money
Getting to the top yeah
Music game we running
Never play wit pussy niggas
Always talking funny
Big bro wit an AK

the cat I'm sorry bitch I'm not Chinese
I'm in the cut when you try to find me
Ski masked up with a all white tee
Stay sticked up when you come by me
I

you don't know who I is
The one seventeen that be running the biz
The one that could easily take your lil bitch
Please show me someone who do it like

my bands now I'm running witha
Big huh Band gotta Choppa and it Land
I call me a call me emo but we can not be friends
Instead you eat me up just like

retarded
My conscious thinkings
Not corresponding
With a lighter side
Barely sliding by
Everything left in bad condition
Big grim got bad intentions
Like

She's got a big smile and blood running down her lips
She said she don't want
She don't wanna be like this
And I know her well
It's not hard to tell

This is more than just a song/
This is justification to show that I belong....

Bright lights and big city dreams bring a calm/
Yet inside it lies

but not erratic
Movie in every single post Quentin Tarantino
You be bettin' on your life, this ain't a casino
The world be doin' the most,
I don't know

the foot not a fruit snack
Sauce on a bitch like a Big Mac
Bitch I'm on the field like khali Mack
But I run this shit like a running back
She gonna ride like

the disrespect or raising your tone, we running in since he home alone brother said watch what I say in the trap might have a tapped phone, so as of now ima talk

to our town
Cause none of the OG’s were around
Khareedu me OG by the pound 
She’s young and ambitious wants the crown
Go through the backdoor
Yeh she’s

Everyday he's feeling restless
So Tommy died from Donny he's a mark
On his checklist
Getting loose on the spot
Let me make this shit clear
We running money

It kept me running
I'm stunned by all these moments

Perhaps it's the way you walk
The tone when you talk
It's haunting me

Perhaps it's your big brown

I hit big fifty
Still the same nigga I'm in my own lane
I'm a creator having niggas tryna go steal it
If she post a picture with no filly then shawty

can't just plead the fifth forever
The time is running out beneath your feet
You're undergoing such a mad endeavor
And you sure can't take the heat

I

She's got a big smile and blood running down her lips
She said she don't want
She don't wanna be like this
And I know her well
It's not hard to tell

I've been wading through crimson tears for a while
Suffocating through denim sheets by the mile
Daddy's got his brown suit on
Working for the end

while I'm headed to the tip top
Pockets on Rick Ross, fiends don't play in the water, they don't skip rocks
Yeah, Fonz with the slick talk
Hit your bitch

abusive and she cheated
Seventeen; your boy's in uni now like he's big enough
Met a young harlot. Damn, she was thick and buff
So in love. Marriage talk.

Now y'all be feeling all this heat
It's boutta get hotter by this sick ass beat
Hit my stall up, wait for hops to come out
With that big bag of poppers

since livin alone
Naw bring it back
I Started out broke
But brick by brick
I double my bands and fans and reach
And N0va become the brand to beat
I won't

, 17
Nigga, get to running
I think I'm Project Pat
I be fucking with chicken heads

Fuck it on this cougar bitch
Did it in her husband bed
Benjis in

the only real one here tonight
Shawty you're no lie
No lie
Shawty you're no lie
No lie
No lie
145 cruising down ocean drive
Big booty bitch by my side
Red

if it's right by us
Running these hoes over like we are the bus
Neal and Curls hold down the 410 we got big truss
Holding down only time we lying, when