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my whole gang
 Cops pass by homies running  & fucking hide
 Jump the fence and just duck on the other side 
Up on the block…
You better watch your self

em niggas 
Before Dey can shoot us !

I ain’t worried bout shit 
But I’m 50 on problems 
With niggas I use to be friends with 

But dey shooter a bitch

to a 12 unit building 
And stuff all my cheese in a bank account 


Used to be broke but I made me a way to get paid so you know that I’m ballin now


I buy

Verse 1

Walking with your friend, in the middle of the road,
Just heading back to your Grandma's home,
Mr. Policeman harshly tells you where to go,

here I'm taxing

You getting money I'm getting money that's rap shit

Can't be mad at a bitch that can get it on her own

A glass of wine girl I'll call

lights, thats what pops say
Tryna go global over night, give me front page 
So tell me, why I’m bothered by this lil’ minutiae
Same reason you wear

Here I go again
Don't know if he's a friend
Don't know if he's a lover
Don't know if he's my enemy
How could you do this to me, me
How could you make

Distance is not a friend of mine
Neither is a thing called time
But I keep on fighting
To make my way to spring
As I sit in the meadow
And I watch

in the end
You said that we could still be friends
But I couldn't until my heart mends
I wish we had a different ending
That was real wih no pretending

Trea Turner stealing bases
She tell me the Henny be giving her ideas but she not for the streets
I had to tell her just let me know when you ready to be

Can't let a nigga stand next to me
Taxing them for a extra fee
Ain't expect it but it came
That's how blessings be
Hit your bitch
Then she kept

and head to Mercury
Anything to keep me from thinking of reality
Cus' frequently everything fueled by negativity
Young boys dying in the street
Can't even

Dance
My friends think I have no life
Say I just sit there and whine
It must be nice to feel alive
And I'm trying
But all this pressure to conform has got

friends, I'm a chooser
Real like a teacher
She could probably be a tooter
Oh you just a shooter, hit the bars
I could put them on, and I can get them off

to die
I told them niggas don't be scared of the opps
We leave right there on the block and we don't got time to play or waste no time
We moving that shit

Well if I woke up on the street
With a pillow under my head
Well I'll be glad that I'm not flat
And I'll be glad that I'm not dead
But look

the paper 
Swear to gahd imma make all that paper
Finessed my lil bro off a bag


In my dm callin me by my government 
Getting too comfortable i gat to cut

Keep hands clean 
That's how you be the don wit it
Ain't no friends in this business 
Stay out the way and mind yo business
Keep an eye on them chitlins

While we gettin fried
My body told me
To go in all green 
I'm feelin lucky
That you're my one and only 
I be fuckin tired so I'm smoking all this tree

Trying to get rich but she's too tired
All my life I put in work, get sneaked by a bitch? not me uh huh
Brand new ice and it drips uh huh
Got 2 friends

now 

Take by the 50s
I'm moving along the city
The lights be looking so pretty
I'm taking time and I'm nitty
The rest of it getting tricky
The people

deal with all your friends by their track record
Big facts. Keep putting up stacks
Pimps up, what's the rest?
You already know that

[Hook]

I ever see happiness i hope it notice me
I'm A Misfit you cannot camouflage the youngin
Looking at me is like you fuckin cutting onions
I’ll be

before the commas 

Never phony or fake 
It’s loyalty before dishonor 
Friends 
Stabbed me in the back 
Cut me deeper than a katana 

But im showing you