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Ran up in his crib, that pussy sleep, that boy got got (boy got got)
Bae said that she worried it's okay I keep my chop
Make her think i'm drizzy by

his daddy name was Blunt (uh)
Got hooked on the stones (uh), rehabbed for a month (uh)
By the time that I was five, my mama was traumatized
'Cause

all really worth it
When I calm down
Know that I am perfect
Me and all my boys go way out
All we wanna do is get paid now
See me at the station
See me

a pair of…
16 Compeeting with men and im better than them On the low -low
Tell them boy to take a chill, it's alright man
Cah if I was them I'd b jealous

you looking for is change

Stay up in your lane
Spread your wings far and wide
Go and fly up the sky
And if anyone ask you why

Tell em Marcus Alland

ain't fallin' for nothing
Tryna take care of my people like Harriet Tubman
Pour me a drink, I'ma take me a sip
He gon' tell on his boy, he ain't pleading

phone, none of em picking up 
Worried bout my kids but fuck, this shit just ain't adding up
I need to lay low, crib ain't safe, i know I'm hot as fuck
I'm

RenAgade Girl

1st verse 
Her lips are delicious and I never even kissed em
I can tell how they taste just by way h her whisper 
She shines she

Boys on my side like pentagon
They wanna hop on the wave, never let em on
They ain't ever stopping my fate, better let em run
Picking a fight, bitch I'm

me, she say
She can do the Shaku-Shaku, she can do the Vosho
She can de the Makarena, make ‘em say oi oh
She keep showing up on my Live Feed
She post

I normally don't go political
In my music,
Or even in general
I don't wanna draw a line down my audience
For having an opinion
That half of you do

Cuts

Cex

Tall, Dark & Handcuffed

wrote 'em
But still regulate the heat of my babies like a scrotum

If it's not dope, it's goin' on the face of chinstrokers
My lyrics got muscle,

retreats[01:59.01]Plagued by this futuristic curse[02:01.39]It's numbing our brains like evolution in reverse[02:04.22]It hurts to think of all the young boys and girls being

try
And tell me that it's just a rash
I got your Dame and then I did the dash
Now I'm all about my cash like I'm Mr crabs
Are you ready kids
You wanna

me and my partner here (hey)
Detective Kringle (hey)
Alright uh
Yeah hey
You can speak up
We got some pretty damning evidence on you, alright so
Yeah

by a code 
My silence a secret l
To Hoover 
I swear I believe 
What you teaching 
You ain’t made for the gang
You Just better get out 
Sit down 
Go

about you
Ok 
Here we go
Talk to em
Yeah

I've got nothing but time on my hands
And you've got plenty of time to make plans
And we've got room in our

Father Time 

csk how I'm feeling I tell you I'm fine 

Think bout my past I just wanna rewind 

Off of them drugs I relapse every time 

Like bae where yo

tits
Try to tell me that I'm dumb, spent a dub on my wrist
Said what's the point of having a watch that don't even tick
Bitch I'm from the Sip but I'll

I'm stepping on thumbtacks
Girl, I feel my heartbeat beating in my chest every time I see you walk past
Oh lord
Saw you last week with your friend in

niggas I call em big lexy
Lil moma she looking real sexy
She hit me up saying she wanna sexy me
She slid in me dm tryna be my bm
I told her nuhhuh baby I

Die Famous

Lil' Zane

Young World

to live plush and can't wait no longer
sick of seein moms workin comin home back hurtin
Cryin on my shoulder 'cause the job's workin her over
On time

cattle me
Lookin for a snake but niggas you cant rattle me
Can't do it by yourself nigga you gne need ya Calvary 
And ya boy rap like he Learned from

something to cry about
Kept a stiff lip now mean muggin's my style now
Boys on the street can always spot a target a miles out
Fuck them feelings
I ain't soft