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on sick-a-wreck
And I don't make diss tracks
'cause that shit direct
A drill-drill, sit back
And watch the beef digest
Whip, whip, whip that, hand in the pyrex
All

a few more miles to the Widow's Peak but
I'll get out right here and stop being selfish
And take in the crazy show from my window
And America
Where have

got faith, they judge by glasses
Eight RPM in the dashes
I don't wanna work for the masters
Half of the money I get is my masters (Ayy)
Let's meet over

Nobody ever loved me not enough to save me
So now i’m crazy
No fixing it, It’s official lately

One minute I’m happy
Only grinning and picking

Keep looking at the skies thinking "what should I do?"
"Do I make a dirty living out this jungle I'm through?"
"Point a gun to a nigga, and then tell him

crazy
And my mistakes don't make me or break me
They say that I'm luncheon
She told her friends that I was a munch
The bitch luncheon
You better have

Say come my way 
I won't change
If you don't change 
Niggas be crazy 
My bitches be chilling 
Stay out the way 
Cause we trying to make millions 
I'm in my

not usin' my life as a stencil, cause I think I ran out of potential

Shit is so crazy, shorty want a baby, I'll drop that hoe and wife another lady

you booming
They can't manage you
Used to be a savage
Now you on a different avenue
Gotta make your money
You a bag and now I'm bagging you
Tell me what

Meet, me, for real
Stuff, got, distilled
Spaced-out repetition program system
Programmed to think in a way that makes them
Love, through, the air

your face very sparky 
in the sense that your love is my heartbeat 
She want to be there & permanent like sharpie 
Drink of Bacardi while we listening

inhale them fumes
I just wanna see your family die, we ever get into it
Kill everybody who love except for you so you can see me do it

Naw, that ain't

niggas
I ain't gon' lie, I love them bitches, But they just want give me their feelings
Cut em off, I'm finished with em, Use these scissors with precision

to come
I got that crazy funk ass fun
Don't freight it now, when she rains, but best beware, the air we share
Pictures here and also there, we show the love

shook
Another look
Seen this before
She wanna pay by looks
Goddamn I'm cooked
Two drops one blow
(And we go)
Houston we got a problem oh woah
LA bad bitch

you by yourself
Said I drove you crazy-uh asked if I believed in us
You can try to blame me but you know that's denial baby

Window down, hearts out,

lil hoe don't mean shit

Shit I'm still trynna process
A hard pill to digest
I'm simpin' bout you baby
Can't you tell by the dilect
You still ain't

life with no fear
And ima get it by any means
I mean that shit with every tear
And I'm still on guard bout you
Let em' talk crazy, ima get in gear
Gotta

to remember girl we made a lot of memories
And I really love your size girl you rhyme with me
You put my heart inside the bag, it's a robbery
I got the mic

different
Got a bad bitch by my side and I still beg to differ
Buy that bitch a Birkin bag, she said my bag is different
Try to give you all my love, but you

I wanna take you away, it builds up inside of me
And how long is it gonna take, 'fore I finally get to break
And are you as crazy as me
Seeing

nigga
They come with extra love
I hate niggas, goddamn, I hate niggas
I think I'm past fakin', I wouldn't even leave the crib
On Saturdays if it wasn't

magic

Your time up
Show me no love now
Show me a gunned
And if you ain't got 1 
please do a pass by no longer your via
Simple as that 

Really want that

With the lotto 


I am gona make it 
To Jamaica 
Rolling hella reefas 
On the airplane 
Yeh I'm faded 
I am tryna chill 
Offered deals 
Yea I made it 
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