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(Avoidin the falsehood)

I’ve worked my ass off by day
(Just hitting the books)

And have been making a way
(Based outta their looks)

I’ve learned to knock

fashioned)
Sip Crys' there there then skrrt 'way in a Phantom
'Cah we pull up then crash 'em (get crashin')
Two gyal get hit with a fraction (oh)
Bare

kind of night
If I plan a funeral
For who we used to be
You'd grab shame by the pocketful
And throw the guilt towards me
Too careless to bring flowers

the whole world know who we are
Or who I'm is
Cuz I did this by myself
And I did this shit with out no help
Your favorite rappers last shit was tragic
We

Roll the clouds away you’ll find a new day 
shimmer in the sun don’t run we always see a new way 
when you want to hide remember we’re by your side

(We been tweakin’ off the drugs) 
 
(Yeah i guess it doesnt matter cause you never even gave a fuck) 

What the fuck 
You say im tweakin’ but this

bitch
I'ma blame Megan
Got her thinking she a savage
Way before Corona
ShittyBoyz was living lavish
Bitch, I'm with the gang
We do the stepping, ain't no

and dutch's
Now we doing walk-ups
Close my eyes cause I'm safest in my mind but honestly
I done died a hundred times then came alive
I'm a long way from

genitals
T!mo said this life incredible, the way I pull up Like it's Ivan the Terrible
Nothing that we do is ethical
My eyes on the J like a reticle
Nothing

And your sides and your front
Ain't no way we falling back"
Hold up, I've been on a roll
Ooh, I'm 'bout to blow someone go tell Satan
He can't never have my

on my line
Cryin' 'bout flu flammin'
Mei Ling in a chokehold
We need orange chicken
Su Yung, I met two broads up in Rosemead
Gone up in sixty-two quarts

Tripping, let me check my temper grew up on
Old school with it, prolific
Feeling like 2Pac when he heard about Brenda
We got big ass plans to run by
There's

shook like spray cans do
And you can find me by St andrews
And now or later we can have straightener
Afterwards, we can even shake hands too
And Brum town

away that chrome brown
It’s nice on the zones now
Any beef we roll out
Catch him, blast his dome out
GB the flowing sound
Niggas know know we're blowing

I start the night with a 175
And by the end of the
Party I'm probably barely alive
I'm probably spittin on your floor
Ain't no way I could drive
So if

in by
The way that she fallin' down that pole
Throwing ones like I'm ballin
Call me a pro, ’cause I know how to call them
Damn she fine, I just wanna

roll sour
Killing old flows, I'm a nuisance
That's my old girl, meet my new chick
And you got this perception of me
And you said you could never love me

microphone
So big up, niggas and bitches, listen up
New face, new style, new bitch, new child
Ha ha haha, how you like me now?
I roll mound for mound, pound

Make the pepper spray like a Coke can
Oh damn bruv, fackin 'ell
I'll chef, scramble eggs, shot
Crack and shells for bread
Roll through when I cock

What a time to be alive
Is what they all said to me
Days roll by so fast
The tides of time follow no-ones set path
When the world comes down on me

captain way I’m driving this boat
I put em on game now I’m going by coach
I ain’t even coaching, hope they takin down notes
I been putting in work
I’m

pennies They distracting to my goal
Lock and load on the mission always knew that I was different
We movin along the coast my steady unit was missin
Been

know you peeped it
You too nervous you ain't putting in work you'll never know
I can't relate
Way I seed it if I leave Niggas'll never grow
Do what it

and they really finna bust
Ops on my trace but I dance like a dove (Woah)

(Yeah)
Your bitch just asked me if I'm tryna roll it but Imma touch on her slowly