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My dreams are astronomical 
My style is diabolical
White girl say I’m radical
Smoking on medical 
My feelings haters proof 
Sexy girl want to smooch

can't get through to me 
Girls mad its a newer me 
I was outside round killers 
All my style came from pain 
All them trips on the train 
All them trips

Love Us produced by G Styles on the Track

Hook
I just pray we make it home tonight
(Pray we make it home tonight)
Cuz everybody tryna take our lives

style 
Young nigga get down 
Bruce he moving them pounds
Hunnid the rounds 
Yah bitch she coming around 
We going up she going down 
Money is up rick Owen

heard the sound (bop!)
All they saw was brains on the ground (yeah)
I'm a take you to the side where they get wild (woo)
Where they keep a hundred rounds

in style 
(Running round) going wild
Disappear, it ain’t funny now
Kinda Messing up my money how 
How I’m not focused 
I get hocus-pocused 
When that

Started writing songs 
So they could watch in HD 
Tell em write it down 
Take notes

Got ya niggas teaming up
They going halves on my boat 
Sneak disses 
By

style, I'll get upset and shoot yah
I got an army full of soldiers
I'm the best recruiter
You went to jail and did
Yah best impression of Luther
But if I

me, but I think I’m doing pretty fine

By myself
Gonna find my wealth
Gonna grind to Hell
Roll it up and inhale

Puff it, pass it, roll right past it

they love me cause I come with a message
But they be actin don't tell it
But yet these mumble rappers lack a message
And y'all hype e'm up man I swear

Ever had your heart ripped out
Chewed up spit out kicked round split down
Right in the middle life is a riddle
Biters have bit you, the writer within

reason you should feel down
When you bend it and touch the ground
Doggy style we ain't do that in a while
Cause we ain't link up in a while
Cause when you

you know that I'm sliding
I feel like Kenny, please don't kill my vibe
Tryna butter me up just to pimp on my style
I know I'm fly, Like damn, huh might

olympics they fall out
Awe wow need a Grammy now goin senile
I freestyle my hand me downs like a free style
And I be on some shit now
Alexa writing it down

tell by the way I'm flowing right now
Not one to chase clout
That's not my style
I'm my own man now, And I'm a wild one
Might do a flyby on an R one
Been

that body, way you strip baby
You should really get a round of applause
She don't do it for the 'plause
Know she ice cold
Move like a boss yeah
Tell by

that body, way you strip baby
You should really get a round of applause
She don't do it for the 'plause
Know she ice cold
Move like a boss yeah
Tell by

and love and do as you will
Buy a fucking pair of sunglasses cover up your eyes (your eyes)
Got no chance 'round here, we see a mug up in your eyes
Linens

Live and love and do as you will
Buy a fucking pair of sunglasses cover up your eyes
Got no chance 'round here, we see a mug up in your eyes
Linens

a trey pound
Making rounds through town
When I take off the cat make a big raw sound

Walked by seen a young nigga rich style
Balenciaga on the feet you

these niggas hope
Groupie niggas wanna hang I'm giving these niggas rope

Black and decker style drillin out her throat
Came up off .4's white widow 120

Waltzing round the floor
In alligator style
Trying not to laugh
At a couple of giraffe
They were necking at the bundu ball
Then a pride of lion
They sat down

think I'm flying overseas
But nah I'm here to oversee a change to some honesty
I'm pretty chill but when I start I lose modesty
Try not to get caught by

Yeah
You listening?
Uh
Yow
I pick up J Sounds, pass through Rae Town (Uh huh)
Haters watch the paper that I take down (They watching)
I take 'em