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hatin' 
Now you want me on the scene
Boy I'm chasin' lotta papers
It's a shit that I can kill for
Hold my breath I'm always killing
It's a spot you aiming

the gang
You gon' find out that we run town (Run town)
Momma always used to tell me
To be home by sundown (Sundown)
Now its 3 AM, yeah, I'm just havin' fun

wrist and prolly fuck up his insurance
If I gotta diss a opp, I'm throwing shots like im a turret

Niggas know the vibes, its still a pocket cemetery (Uh)

it 'til it's in your hand (it's in your hand)
You gon' spend it 'fore you make it, that ain't never part of the plan (for real)

Give a fuck how

What chu puffing on eyes looking red like it's dusk til dawn
Got it no matter whatever what you want
You're getting the better the upper echelon

with a Gauze
When deh come fuh ask, I do it for di cause
And if they talk too much, I put it pon pause
Dem ain't got no money in deh pocket
I just mek

by the ceiling
I should gon head, burn all my feelings?
It might be the thing to stop all the spillin, yea. 
Honestly, I've been sad while 
Tryna write

both my eyes
I've been surrounded by the darkness for some time
Every other day I'm feeling fine and it's alright

Can I get it in
Guess I have to fight

you gangsta, you know that you not
He got him a score to settle, I'm down for whatever
I like the fuck shit even better
Yeah, I can whoop your ass but

the end will come to me
Man, I bully death, like cool kids at a party
Completely ignore it, act like I'm all for it
And life's getting old, this tree needs

just spilled
Don't be scared, got the potion to make you well
Hydrogens for your soul that just wish me well

She just saying my soul organic, cleaned by

Swear I'm just waiting for a reason to bug
I got that itch like spiders creeping up my back
Like Beanie Sigal, I could feel it in the air
Please

The gal come bad me up
Fuh di fuck, like
How me shock
Me just give it up

From mi see yuh mi heart ah skip
Memories from way back then
Holding

old classmate shit girl it ring a bell
Yeah I don't need no wingman I can do this by myself
Yeah look at a bitch and lick my lips now she tugging on my

my heart drop there won't be no saving
Don't you let me go no
Waiting for your answer feel like death row
But baby take your time baby take it slow
I

Yeah
Ya'll know what it is
The Vee
Like what you did here Trxcky
It's getting harder by the day
To be in front of all my demons (Harder)
Spiritually

as fuck, smelling like Cheech and Chong
Tryna cover it up with Creed cologne
Walk in the bank like "I need a loan"
Tell em I need enough to impress Nia Long

on these hoes, that's trying to out do my flows
And all I want to do is get the key, and open the do'
For my Southeastern pros, fuck it let's show em that

Glass

System Syn

Premediatated

the present to predict the past
You're so clever, you saw right through
Everything that we all knew
But it's all knew to you so "fuck it"
Just dissolve into

it just tryna keep her from moving
Spotify while she stripping she wanna f**k to my music
My names is bigger now
I can’t let her sit me down
Different

niggas always claim they in a drought
Say they lookin' for a job but be in the house
I’m on fire I ain't stopping 'til I make it out
I know my momma

wi' my bro I Call that Odie
Fuck a ex ting, her name was Sofie
Lads from the Grove, I call that Modie
Mischievous tings, could call a man Loki
Blunts by

Gang
I'm on my grind, that's all of the time
I'm chasing a check I just follow the signs
God had a plan it was all by design
He made me an offer i

Started on the block
Choppin' rocks by the fifty
Peanut butter coupe
Six hundred, seats jiffy
Bottega the bag
Got my bitch sittin' pretty
Faded off