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that it's beef
Nigga running his mouth, We going knock out his teeth (Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill)

Fat butt bitch, Let me fuck from the back
Came home

the whole BNB hidden in mist huh
Step to the booth like give me them prints
Cosplay shawty she tryna take pics
Mala beads on my wrist
Underworld gang that's

swish)
I heard my nigga killer close to me, sit back like that's right (that's right)
Got his loc and spinned the block like fifty times the same night

Surrounded by family and friends
The ones I love kept reminding of my failing
You'll be free from me when I'm done dying
But now I'm feeling demonically

that ass got me spazzing
Should I beat it from the back
From the side
Imma slide in that pussy
Get you wet
Then a nigga gotta slide 
Good looking 
Thank

a dead end I pray one day 
I'll pull that win always leadin to sin fake love messed me up within 
But my heart still a 10 been betrayed by a lot sad part

Verse 1

Before the sky turns black let the sun burn cause you can't rewind it back you only get one turn
There's no side effect that affects me

Babe I can feel so effin’ right
But tell you that I’m  wrong so i wont have to fight
And that shit will come back on me
I be like damm why I even say

mama and a couple mill
Made it this for rapping by my self so its like fuck a deal
Send yo steppa he gone come back yo you in a box fr
Whats the point

the pen
Fuck a hand I been stacking my bands
Fye by the belt why Im sagging my pants
Dont lose your life trying to rob me
Full of pain need her on side me

died supposedly
I was fucked up only maybe cause my moms was close to me
Niggas never was by my side they ass was all just postin' me
Couldn't lift my

spout facts
Imma take a mouse, then steak his house
And bank account and leave him rolling out back

So think about that
Might take you a minute 
Think

yeah he is a classic
Made by hand - not made for the masses
Solid wood not made of plastic 
Big dick nigga it jurassic 

Over here the latest model

by the book
Leave you wonder what I took
Leave you calling me a crook
I don't know how you mistook
What you do as being good
Thinking you misunderstood

ill and I’m witty
My catalog show you the proof
You know the drill if you with me
I’ll give you a feeling, just like a hole in the tooth
Pain don’t be

fein fein?
350 for a line okay, now times that by 3
Shii
Just drinked me up some henny Wha-what's the move
I can't see up in 1s so come in twos
Oh you

rappers ain't got it like me
Pray for a lick or to hit lottery
I need a baddie like Lotto
I'll take her back to the crib hit her ass with a combo
Running

on ya back
Doing ten flat
Tell me is it really worth it doing business in the trap
Where the clothes where the rims where the jewels where the money at
Oh

half with it
Caravan to stash it in and I'll sit
Back and kick my feet up relax say it's an accident
And laugh, ya bitch
Relapsin' with some cannabis

on my own
He fuck with me tho I'm tainted
Got the purest soul
Had no intention
Of braking you bit by bit
While the pressure starts to build
And the walls

get the full effect
ghetto but she classy
She don't never take no disrespect
Legs behind her neck
Her back ache we doing acrobats
We don't follow trends

you ever meet a thug in a by with a look eyes looking all fly
Y'all get to talking see her in a club you lock eyes real life
I could take you to the sky

more weight
Constantly at the gym yeah I'm trynna spot some cake
Only huffin I'm doing ain't approved by the jakes
Motherfucker got me tweakin pull out

Lo and behold let me flow and be bold and I can tell a little tale
That'll never get old
Photocopying liner notes
Flyers for shows
Not one to stand by