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wrong
I was out here on my own
Bagging up stones
Had me Trapping in the zone
Lil nigga but I swear to fucking God I was grown
Slapping off the flip

just want to take it up a notch
Go a lil' deeper
One time
Got a couple tricks to blow your mind
Won't ya let me keep ya until the sunlight
Gon take you

shot by shot don't get popped pussy nigga shes a op don't defend her called the cops go figure nigga index pulling ak trigger  
Quit asking questions I

(while im still young ay)

While im still young ay
I just got too much to say
Look at the hate and love now
I cannot play no more games
Im tryna show

Last night you was at my crib
Fucking to the music like this
Smoke a light spliff
I don't mean to play no games
but when the times get like this
Time

a playbook its a blitz game with a gun
How I miss her we aint did nothing  man that bitch came one of one
He got lined down by a bitch nigga get your lick back

But I’m doing pretty good by myself being solo
No glocks in the trunk
I’m clean like I just hit the shower
I’m no gangster but, 
I can pull up at your

turn that Pee on
When they try to get some pape
If you follow me lil nigga ill lead the way
Like a coach im the one behind all the plays
If I give u game

brake a lil bit on them windy roads
I'm used to every day being so critical
It's left me so cynical
All my work clinical
I miss the times when the world

the fears
Deep emotions sweetest thoughts shit was all there
Todays world man i swear that shit be hella rare
It's all a game but nobody seems to play it fair

'd rather results
A bunch of lil baddies I need me a cult
I meet her at 12 then fuck her by four
Im losing my track have I fucked you before?
Minding my

made me feel ain’t high tho
Still fucked up from them middle school days 
Smoking on Games by the pawn store
Paranoia creeping on my mind bro
Laced

Put da ball down, picked up da heat

Shoota in da streets, I'm da MVP

Contraband king, wit da plug wrappin keys

Steady wit da heat, blowing smoke

in my prime, only in my teen
My pinky need a ring, my phone need a ring

I'm married to the screen
How bout we play a game, call it big bank, Take lil

we poppin'
I hear what you said gotta
Show me how you rocking
Still catch a fade
How you comin' wit the boxin'
Movin through the game
Wit the snakes

Got some runtz
That will go through ya nasal
Doing shit you can't do
Lil Nigga
I basically
Made you
Look at what the game do
Nigga I don't blame you
I

I had to put the work in
She cute lil baby ya she love to get the flirting. Ah
Shit that I'm wearing got a nigga smellin Persian. Ha
Plotting every

of the motherfuckin games they playin
by now i can already tell
seen some shit
got dreams of shit
my team the shit
i call your shit out
think u lit
u still lil jit

know 'bout that
You da boss, and a hound, lil sad
Tell me how I go 'bout that
We can play these games
But I always clock it
You could be the key
Going in

of the motherfuckin games they playin
by now i can already tell
seen some shit
got dreams of shit
my team the shit
i call your shit out
think u lit
u still lil jit

that Lambo, I'm not playing games bro
Nigga keep playin' with my top
I kill a nigga like Django
Stand down gotta keep it 10 toes
Kick it with 3 hoes like

this to y'all children
Y'all think this a game everything predicted in the Bible right now is happening
Jesus going come back like what's happening
I

the gym
But the burner Close by
Thought I told you that
Time's up
Keep dat glocc
At all times
Different type up vibe
This a head bobbing rhyme
Roll a lil

I'm smoking brain cells having chest pains
Feeling fake love niggas playing chess games
So that might explain why I'm on a rampage
You can't be right