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Yeah, yeah 

Don't compare me to employees who hopin' they see a check
I'm in a drop top McLaren just hopin' I see an ex
She hopin' we reconnect

stomach
Aye I be rhyming you know I got perfect timing I'm like Nav wit auctions
Aye I'm Huncho, by the way I be rapping you see me with money (Yea)

Shot

I'm on whatever you want, I ain't worried Bout shit, I just wanna rock steady, keep
Doubling up, flips, don't want me to leave Her, say you gotta

don't get hit with that click clack
Niggas know I got no suckas on my damn team
now all I hear is sirens
Money on our mind and we gettin' it by any

Gettin settled
I'm metal colossus of rap
Got an x in my name
I know penmanship everything
I know that resonates heavily
I know that I know that I know that

ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter

sold the Mulu shirt off my back for a fan that lets my jams play
I think I should leave
But she make me stay
She like the rugged feel those niggas give

more
And what you've been gettin'
Isn't really fittin'
With the images and visions that
Used to tease the kitten
Fast forward to the present
Waitin'

rock Glam with my Dickies lil bih
I'm shy so don't ask me no shit (Don't ask me)
Gettin' this money so simple yeah
Chips and my diamonds my way
He wanna

everyday life is crime, a 9-to-5 of slangin rocks
9 millimetres, .3-80's, AK's and Glocks
Clockin major knots, I sit back and I watch it clock
Watchin in

bag
All these clothes I gotta have
All these hoes I gotta fuck
All these drinks I'm gettin' drunk
Gamblin' on life guess I'm never
Runnin' out of luck

Randy the Musical

Action Bronson

Rare Chandeliers

at the airport, the plane is leaving at 3
She said alright, blew smoke through my nose
It's the talented younger stallion, no Pinocchio nose

Please stop your

Uh
Momma told me
She said there's always somethin to live for
Just keep goin
Then you'll learn your purpose on this earth boy
Well
It's hard to hear

I got chips and ice
Diamonds on slip and slide, what you want act out right
No Vivienne Westwood I'm bit, shawty got Prada she lit
I rock Glam with my

much now she don't believe when its true
I understand it baby really I do
But you the one I want with me in the coup
Life ain't a fairytale though, don't

(Aye, Aye)
I wake to the chirping of birds
Hours be passing me by like how much did actually learn
Debating my greatness attacking the verse
Caught

hollow put reddies in shit
Spot a opp in the spot
And his head gettin' spliffed
Last nigga got shot in his hip
They done ripped through his chest now
He

and my nigga was spinnin'
On shit every day
'cause we ain't have shit else to do
(R-r rah, rrrah)

Ain't got no money, this shit gettin' ugly
I'm down

booty bitch when I'm in Barbados
Givin' great dome when she countin' my pesos
Feel like a god in a game like Kratos
Bringing that heat like a flame,

turned to a hype-beast
She a dime-piece
We gon' rock out it feel like the 80's
Said I got that perfect pint like I was Swae Lee
Who that is in the Mercedes

like my shit undercova
Cause I'mma Hustla, gettin mine by any means
Don't be supprised, I ain't quiet bout where the green
I like, I need, so that's how

I went to Lamarou, she went to Cedebrey  
Luteniat Uhura, rock, it shines like a jewler  
On the down low, she might smoke a little wreffer  
Other

Let's see who beat the block the best
You know Veeze, he the lil' goat, they say his pops the best

I'm on the road, she gotta fuck herself
Tell Nutty

to the front
You ain’t on no action you just wanna fuss survivin in the jungle we had to adjust
She got a mouth an I told her to shut it cause n****s cant know