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to Eden, and she can tip that big black hat while I’m eatin’ my way to heaven
I’d tour the world high as U.S. debt on a private jet, makin’ groupies wet with

to admit to it
Walking through a storm with a broken heart and a spliff 
Bleeding from my wrist look like I'm bit by a snake 
Accidentally falling for this

got no Bell
Smoking this gas you can tell by the Smell
Speak on the gang you get hit with These shells
You out the crew if you try to tell
Locked up

hope that its safe
And I wanna go drip by the bank
Can't be my hoe
Ion think that she worth it

Stop Pop up nigga Scared
Jack in the box high asf
Look

the jack got me feeling fantastic
Tappin the dance floor like morse code
But it's more so for the soul gold turned to plastic
Umbrella for the rain cover

switched
I ain’t smoking no green, but it’s always green when I shoot so I made the draft pick
I still don’t talk to some niggas or walk with some niggas

The morbid and uplifting
Separated by a thin line that moves according to your focus and intentions
It ain't all black and white
Matter fact life's mostly grey

listen to y'all
So as a family
Gold Candle
We come together to put this out
So I start with my bro Feiboky
Shoot Gee

Uh
Afia'nweh, I see a lot of you

limited
Don't owe you jack like I'm cinnamon
Yo opinion unsolicited
Yo opinion is prohibited
The 321 is my settlement
Little boy stay in your regiment
Cause

Colby Jack
Cash is ruling everything around me
Got the off-white and the color was cream
Cash will garuntee I get a degree
Cash will always end up lyin'

you flat just to jack you
Feel this in my arteries
This life it's been a part of me
Conditioned by environment anxiety been harming me
Heart begins

Charlie Black, the baddest brother ever to rap
By the time I'm done, I'll have your bitch on my lap
And we go do that there, like a private affair 
Large

Man, fuck around and I just might
I just might go up to the Heights on my new bike, painted Spyder-white
Pull up on your bitch, an indictment, like

right back
Im with what you with so if you like that, I like that
Lookin at the Beamer but I might snatch the white jag
Might cop the black truck
Black

whites is bias
I broaden light to the liars, Johnnie unite us
We form deep, storm like riots
Keepin us quiet, i can't see it happen captain
Battle my

the fix now here's your 8 ball
Rip the face off this game
Shoot it with Caine
No Nicholas Cage
Definition of a face off
Give me my space dog
Or catch this

came home
I done came all white 19 maro
That’s was 2018
I’m like a pharaoh
Last name Greenbacks
1st Dinero
In southwest with OG Harold
ice dancing
With

pre-dynastic master me seemingly 
Attached with red and white tipped jacks to channel three, 
And all the tools you really need are a can of gasoline
And a flare

You might catch me sleep but you'll never catch me snoring
Had to subtract myself from the rest your sections boring
I'm like a tour guide my biggest

nap kings

Not vain but loyalty is in my blood
Greet my bros with a spud
Listening to his music makes my ear ring like a stud
She stands her ground like

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don't have jack to wear
You know I gots to look dipped in the fresh new gear
Cool I found something so I ironed it
I then got caught up on the phone, oh

Lame ass nigga who the fuck y'all murk 
Hit a nigga block with a hundred shots then skrrt 
The nigga died he was right by a church 

I think the bitch

gets green like Jack and the Beanstalk
And I do them hoes stone cold, Steve Austin
If you talkin' 'bout money
Don't be bluff or cheap talkin'
My team