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I got my aim up
I got my aim high
Fuck out my way though
Im trynna get by
I was never accepted
I was always neglected
Told myself they'll regret it

yeah
And i keep my shit 300 got some Spartans wit us yeah
Ain't no talking wit us yeah
You cant bargain wit us yeah
Unless i get
One Up
I just hit

ain't been to my city
Fly out but I can’t buy ya ticket
Just hit me when you land
I know you like to travel but you always trippin
Don’t forget that its

1550
That's how I feel when I see you
Lost in yo eyes oh what a wonderful feeling
Was chasing your heart but I got beat by the villain
What

Slithering glow, you want some mo
Ah ah ah ooo! I got the light, might just bestow (Ya!)
You all tonight, keep it so tight with my sick flow
Ooo ooo back it

just do what it do
I don't fuck with the cheese, bitch I get bologna
She think that I fucked on her friend, I don't fuck with ya homie
Lil bitch don't

to yours friends, don’t be leaving em clues
I'm really not shit, but what's really new
They played me in the spot, aye that’s DJ Clue
I keep it in my pocket

to lie
Just give ya boy the green light like a traffic sign
Traffic sign
You know me my behavior’s naughty by nature
Be careful shit can get hella treach

uncle robbed a bank & did a bid on that
& he ain't keep all that
But he got it all back & that's a motherfucking fact
Only reason you should hate me my

dat shit
Till they get around a nigga like me
And turn bitch right
Lucy come along for da hip ride
Hollow clips ready for da tip right
And I keep

refresh ya mind
Got a dm from this nigga
Tryna send me a verse
Even tho I dissed you 5, 4, 3 times
Why the fuck you still hitting my jack lil nigga
Uh
Fake

I got too many mouths to feed I can't loose it
Keep playing dumb my niggas go stupid. 
Wow child what we doing now
sent a dm to x told her how it's

strong
Tired of these crouton crumbs I need my bread long
Mediocre ain't in my vocab
I like to puff on a lil something but no dab
Head straight to the bar

I'm a felon totin' weapons fuck my PO bitch I'm buckin'
Bitch I'm Piru I ain't slime still wipe his nose like he my youngen
Keep that fye all on me

paradise, sunny skies, never rainy
Know I'm in these streets so its never on safety
I don't trust a soul so feel special lil lady
We don't even go out, crib

POW
Claim yo first side the quickest
Way to die
Niggas talking out cho lips
You know you barely sliding by
We making drops up in the yola
Bitch it's

wanna be with
Anyone Disturb our peace, ima leave em bleedin
Girl I got ya 6, cross me once then I'm leavin
Mind speedin, don't give me a reason
I'm goin

give a fuck who dont like that
Ms meka woo
Applying pressure to you hoes thats the boss in me
Chase a bag till the end never crossing me
Keep a thang by

wanna complain
Down nigga he go by the grain
Evil thoughts that he gotta contain
Buddy moving better stay in your lane
Dread head but i'm not lil wayne

Shit
I'm A muthafuckin
Work of Art
Like I'm 
In The Renaissance 
Or Sum
Look Don't 
Call Me
Lil Drago No Mo
Nah Nah Nah
Call Me 
Drago Davinci

I am

watch it and I know it
He got on a cape
Save a hoe cause he heroic
I'm a write that shit
like Edgar Allen, I'm a poet
I keep it a stack and that's a fact

his videos on MTV
Now I'm bumping beats and lyrics by me
And I just can't believe it kills me to see
Me growing up and Eminem turning shitty
I'm like

really that nigga, I don't gotta act tough
These boys cap, I could tel by they fitted
I never did time, all my charges acquitted
Focused on the bag gotta

I know you know you sexy
Caught me by surprise
You impressed me
When you addressed me
You matched my fly
I see it in your eyes
If you want it come