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laid, bitch
She suck me way too good
I finna bust on her like first aid
First mixtape on Soundcloud, got hella hit's
First album got paid that nigga

Lock Arf

Section Boyz

Don't Panic

2015

what you heard
Bro, man are real life shotta
Call up for a bird
Amni's coming in proper
Four door swerve, skrrr skrrr, skrrr
Bang, road lock lock

audycji "WuDoo"
W Radiu Szczecin
By porapować trochę przez telefon piękne
Czasy – wspomina raper

Jego artystyczny rozwój przebiegał
Bardzo harmonijnie

you ain't got no bread to buy it

I been in a different zone I just been activating
Your album flopped, you got no bars, mine went fucking amazing
You

butter for the kids
Grew up on Roosevelt in the four corners of Death
I made it out the hood thanks to God can't praise myself
Liquor stores to the south,

go, we rollin? (ay)
What's 80 minutes to me
Man in a minute imma hit you with the realest
Expect less? Now you got me pressed
Ok I'm Mr. 4.0 I'm

complexion is the mark of one legacy
Torn into 80 sections by all my enemies
I'm showing my pain
Don't you remember babies from 80s
Don't try to Ronald Reagan

in high school, I completed my similes
And she wanna four-way with two of her lady friends, she said threesomes are history
So I said OK when she threw

battin up, with homeruns
Sacario four album and I'm droppin this summer

[Chorus: Sacario]
Live big all my shorties you know who you is
Spend that dough,

made us meet
But tore us apart by cancelling out
cnd I was dumb enough to leave
cnd I burnt you down in an instant
But you drowned me out in the long-run

to change a thing
Album two is coming 
I'm not even 17
People don't flex when I pull-up 
Cause you know I got means 
Tried to hit a lick 
So imma hit em with

the gist
He dissed on the 4th and was gone by the 5th
Tried to be fancy got pressed at ruth khris
This ain't no fishbowl nigga this dark tints
It's me nd

Waterfall, waterfall, ahah
Waterfall, waterfall, waterfall
One, two, three, four
Bitch better watch your mouth
I rap 'cause I love it
Don't do it for

to lie
No time for rest I'll sleep when I die
You look in my eyes, it's evil inside
It's my turn for a piece of the pie
I can't follow you cause I lead by

them all by surprise
Refused to be denied yea I'm still that guy
I still got love for the homies, graveyard or the penn
Man I ain't never gonna change

was exhausted
If it wasn't for the music in they ears
They would have lost it
The seventh album by a
Musician they both revered
First time this planet

yeah, yeah, yeah
She tryna love me I'm toxic
The way that I spit it's like vomit
My albums come with precautions
Asian girl all on my chopsticks
She tryna

Antonio
So she had to drive four hours to come and get me and I drove back
Yeah
She the one for sure

Got some Whataburger, ate and then went to the B&B

about two albums of bangers that I have sat on
Shooting double Danny Granger I was too good now the stats gone
Tell them what I'm on they think I'm lying

music
Volume 4
(Ha ha ha ha ha)
(Yo, yo)
Aye, aye, aye
I'm down to text all of my exes
And tell em they ain't shit
I'm Captain Wavy bitches born on my

I was made for this I swear it
My veins are filled with all this musical talent
Or maybe I'm just infected by desire
To step on the ladder climb

Twenty years of age I don't want to reach
I'm scared for my future if I say the least
Since it's my last year in college
N6 wish I'm in N4
Not

was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear not one

having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past

Passing by