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boy ching my man
B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys
(Ying that, ying that)
I can't stand all the paigon lies
My bro's tappin' a next paigon's

out the other door, the bitch pop out

Call the road over, bitch, I'm a nice guy
Don't got patience, I dare you to test my test
My shit and I burn

stay humble but you know
I'm a flex
I been working hard
Been feeling like I'm next
I've been feeling wild so I'm
Pounding on my chest
They been pushing

Jason Kidd when I pass by
I can't resist giving the last try
Al Cinder with the sky hook
Chef Curry when the guy cook
MVP in my own lane
Take a page out

fucked than my grandma's dentures
After Viagra hand outs at the senior center
Sure I've got my red wings, I can fly
But does that make me less of a guy

moving way to slow
I'm in a rush energized like Go Go Go
So I'm Rollin in my ride got my cap to the side
Shades covering my eyes i got nothing to hide
Then

the best coast 
But you guys ain't here with me so I feel like it means less tho 
askin all these questions but this ain't no fuckin test though
Can't

your strap tucked
Bar for bar I'm punching by the hook your getting banged up
Or real life at the bar we'll have a punch up you'll get banged up

She got

LongLiveMobbDoniel LLJaySantana we gone forever give them bitches hell 
They know where the fuck we From FOE Tha Mobb

I'm surrounded by steppas my Yungeen stay

dog in this bitch, nigga
Yeah, yeah
Might change my mode
By the end of next year
Man I hope my numbers look gross (Sick)
Yeah, wave sick, so you know

every guy - if you're a man, there'll be four chicks for me
There'll be more Ketel One vodka for me
There'll be one less idiot in line at the bank who

at party next door with a noise ordinance
So off the hook of me, maybe y'all should be shook of me
Should know I'd kill him at even the slightest push

ain't been feeling like myself
Maybe, that's why I blame myself
Yeah, day by day, I'm on my grind
Yeah, I'm just trying to go be great
Act like they proud

Into a billion pieces of art

All you want is a dream of life
You hate the ones who try to wake you
You want to go back into the land
Where you are

into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's

Knock at the back of the door
That's how I go on the flow
Dead bodies all on the floor
They don't know about the flows

HOOK
-DON'T KNOW ME KNOWING ME

insane screaming now there ain't money for Christmas
I felt bad, like shit because I thought the shit was my fault
We came home the next day, some holes

needed
The tears you shed, I wiped away and fixed ur pieces
Broken down, but I couldn't fix all of you
You know I tried, I just hope you see yourself

A hundred years after that…fucked
A hundred years after you get free you still getting fucked out of jobs
And shot at by police you see what I'm saying
Cuz

dropping by, then hop on in
Tell me what's popping, we'll go for a spin so

All aboard my old Ford Taurus
When you get inside, you'll see that it's gorgeous

like me loud
Don't you dare look up my sound, I see your intentions you buried in ground
I will completely unmask everything in the past, we'll start by

Find a partner in crime that I could ride with 
We can go and get it get it poppin for the gram 
Blue check I'm up next bet they all know who I am 
Queen

reveals
Itself and my bones are paralyzed
There is a figure in front of my eyes
And what's that I see? My god, IT'S A KNIFE!
Next part is foggy, clouded by

those guys are often disguised as offence
I spot a opps behind closed doors now I'm the locksmith
I'm on a flight to the tropics smoking inside