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I ain't never seen a real nigga like Devonn bruh
And If we got a few problems
I aint even gotta call my people Ima solve it
Ride around w revolvers,

Wish I can tell the old me about the new me
When I felt the cold breeze near the blue sea
Always got cold feet before I blew heat
When I couldn't see

been unfaithful to me?
Baby w-who's number is 215 715
Cause you been sneaking around with yo ex
Went through your phone and I saw all the texts
Sending

paved
You Moved on w style and grace
I Equally did the same
But then upgraded your status
To the point where your left hand holds a ring
I gave my

Dante
Robisz swoje gówno robisz tandetę
Ona lubi Ciebie ale bardziej mnie
Twój ballas fake tak jak cwel trochę kłamie
Nie pali haze a nawija że jest w

I said, "W-where's Dr. Cohen?"
He said it didn't matter and he put on a glove
Net thing that passed he put a finger in my ass and
He said, "Baby, now

give my time
They were all tryna see thru the blurred line is the 
Playing Russian roulette  
Nah we don't got a lot of time  
But shhh we ain't gotta

head he lose his memory
Aye, when we in the lab we got chemistry
When I bust my chain down, they gonna see my shit from down the street
FTH my boy, bitch

and down 
Like a P-A-W-G I I bounce
On a blitzkrieg flow, through this track I trounce
Any wack MC try'na count me out

With the Big League Pros, I'ma still

End with a W
M to begin
S on his chest
But I’m the hero of this shit
Rocking body after body
When I hop and spit
Crazy
Not even worth my fist
I throw

That stress will steer you
In the wrong direction
Dealin w depressin
Call me up and we can get the steppin
Only good vibes where i come from
And they

we’ll get rid of ya
Yeah you know we smoking dro we get lit in here
And I gotta keep a pole to get rid of ya
I’m off the Percocet 30 riding w the gang

don't test with the spit/you dig?
Hell nau Nasty C with the shit
And all your rappers need a gift I push your day to retreat nigga
And I'm the hood

a beatin
Beat it all night make ya wanna sleep in
I understand the body language she’s speakin
See them n******s through her dress she peekin
Bet that thang

I ain’t into politics
But this shit gettin' grim
Ridin' round in Raris
And the speakers bumpin' in like
What you know about it
Flexin' w the crew

keep it trill ting cuz Jackson helped them kill King
I’m a give a real nigga PSA 9/11 was to help fund TSA
Killed Ben Azir Bhutto George W You Puto
I’m

Don't get attached
Don't believe what you see on the internet
You aint getting no money and its evident
I be grinding steady rackin' dead presidents
You

basic hoes are so lame
Bitch it's cause I know the game
(I know the game)

See, I can take your nigga just by accident, make him do what I please
Make him

come
Lets go
And take this virus on 
By the horns
C'mon

Dis virus, bubba
O yeah, dis virus bubba 
Don't care you young
You old
You just a kidd
For

Vayanse a la c*********** los que no creen en mi
He hecho muchas promesas que ahora tengo que cumplir
Muchos se van en falsedades y no quieren que avanci
Si

(Uh)
Why you talkin' so much? (Why?)
Why you on me? (Step back) I don't care
My voice gets me C-Notes and such
Always optimistic, I'm aware (Let's go)

wanna talk, let 'em talk, no doubt
Ay, yo, check it out, now you've got something to talk about

So they wanna talk about me, W-E-S-Y-D-E
Had my finger

bitch is a thot
We runnin a train
Like we running the G
I got some bills
Some of them blue
Like they reppin' the C
Feel like Goku when I rage
Catch me

thangs
The yellow tape can’t conversate every step like a chess game
Tricks with the bars that’s X games
Smoke w depression Having chest pains
Steady