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the benches
I can't let the law get me
Remember hopping over fences
These hands always going to protect me
My shooters come with extensions
If you're talking

neck, aye
I don't need no stress
You go make me do the Xan, aye
Or Percocet
I just want a little life, yeah
Wanna get it right, yeah
Oh, no no no no
I

Only few believed I can ever be heard with this
I can tell by the energy and manner they address me with
Evidence is hell, yet it's never stressing me

a bitch thats so fine
Its probably these crazyyy pick up lines
Are you the taj mahal cause i wanna go in you
Are you a taco cause i wanna put my meat in you

you wanna die by a big or a lil' gun
Nigga Mr. Nervous, lil' nigga scared to pick one
No matter the circumstance, he gon' die by both guns
Niggas love

and your breathin's getting' deep
Ok.

I'm here by your side - you're never on your own
Cos' Trigger's gonna ride like the wind to get you home;
cnd the day

'ma always beat bro, feel me there's two things
The odds and my dick
You know what I'm saying?
Like nine times out of ten
You feel me?
Come on now
Uh aye

bro always talkin business
If you ain't first you last nigga thats just how it goes

I'll beat a nigga up but i'll prefer to take his soul
Respect few

forget the frisbee
I got the pick-a-nick basket
Do you want wine or whiskey?
She never have to miss me
Because I'm always there
Maybe a trip

Now I gotta go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
When you gotta dream
Go and get it
Go and get it
Go and get it
Go

Espee got the vibes

Yeah i'm bout that, yhhh I stay bout that
When you see us grinding, we bout that
When you see us shinning, we bout that
Umm ayyy

when my career's on the line
I've gotta find a way to get ahead or fuckin' resign
But it'll probably be the latter cause we're fucked by design
Because

'til there's nothing left
I can't tell what you're trying to say
So be quiet

Strive for perfection, get lost in direction
Make a mistake

Last year I almost signed with epic
Brooklyn said no way
Called the money bae
Get up off me bitch, give me space
If you fuck with ghost and Oozi Bruh
You

wild
Wild

Every night we talk on the phone 'til it's far too late
But she always comes up in the conversation
I shouldn't care
But you're only

what is the question
I'm tryna fuck on her chest but aye
Just follow me into my prime
I swear that this shit is sublime
You listen to me and you

game
My daddy never played my little brother till the day he came

And mama, you know you always tell me to stay true
And mama, I still love you
Better

getting your back blowed
You was never there for the ride
When I was there by your damn side
You tried to take your own life
Then you want me back I said

So I thought I'd dabble you with a style that ain't 
And bring out somethin different
It's not the style that you're used to
So lend me your ear 
Have

of effort, waste of parts
If you don't aim for the center it's a waste of the art

I didn't come looking for love
I didn't come to pick a fight
I didn't

for myself
With the hard work I put outside of class
Passing the bar, any exam
Got me a task?
I got a plan
If you know me you know that I always exam

This is a story bout a nigga named Chico, He always up one like a free throw, But one day
Chico ran into a lean head, Shoutout a Deal, 89 lines

could never go broke, I always got 5 on the side like pentagons
Megatron
Nikki try nick me, in London
We get tipsy, Tipton
Ty keeps twins on this knee

along as there’s room for two
I’ll be making room for you, down by the fireplace
I just can’t wait to see that look upon your face
You know it’s true
It’s