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if you're down, aye
And that little dress you wearin' every time you come around, girl you know you shut it down,
aye
We could keep it on the low,

feel like I'm in hell
Thought that I beat the odds
So how'd I end up here
I want to cry but it ain't no tears
Inside
So I stay on my grind
Even if that

on the beat, c’mon

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
You say we’re obviously different
Look we put them in cages
And made ‘em do what we want
Just like the slaves did

maybe just need one more level
Can't be too careful when you wrestle
With what it means to be successful
Pedal to the mental of popping drugs and blood

Thought he was cool hopped in that field and took that chance and he went fed
Nigga don't ask me am i good
Bitch i'm straight i just need meds
If it's

Oh I, have a hobby of pickin' myself apart
Leavin' people I love waitin' in the dark
And sometimes when I want to cry, I laugh
It's kind of funny

don't move like ya mans

She a throat goat, she don't use hands
Tryna own some property and land
We make a movie like it's on demand
You don't want to see

and I took the check
He grabbed my shirt and balled his fist he said what did you expect
I said hello boss man I hate this shit so make it quick, so make

direction, where do I step? Dodging the pain & envy
Opening up just feel like a threat, I suck at being friendly
They say that it's all in my head, that I'll

my enemies, I just treat em like my fucking peers
Cuz in the streets I know it's gonna be giving cheers
Know if you run it we gone gun it like

If you only tell part of the truth
Or tell me a lie what's the difference
I been trapped in a nightmare position
You got blocked like oline in

hands in your pocket you waitin
If it is about the numbers, call me guilty by association
Kash Memph hittin the kind of mode that's yet to be named
Kash

Flair

Suspect

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Flex my Dior shit
Made that money up
I make it stare at
Loving us, double touch
In and out, Double Dutch 
Now you want fuck with us
I need a house

it's fuck me that
But they never look around like where the fuck we at
If I ain't in the same room then don't discuss me jack
You having money issues my

my tummy tucked
I'll take the blame cause I ain't scared to take it
Show her the heart on my sleeve so I can see her naked
The only constants in life

haters on my back trying to hate me now
I see you in the cut looking at me low
Yeah, I'm blowing up, big crowds at my shows
I told you in the past that

man yeah I got to let 'em know
Yo, why is everybody trying to stop me
Started making beats and rapping now they want to knock me
But they'll never do it

you know it was all love
My wodie died and I ain't even get to call bruh

Look me in my eyes, please tell me what you find
Don't lie, don't lie
Demons

pain it don't ever go away, 
Been through so much shit you don't ever see me phased
Lowkey no one sees my ass for days,
Don't ask if I'm okay in the zone

of the trenches with some heathens
And demons
Yea Yea
Light in the world to the dark
So I can't hang out in nicest parts
My guys the type to let pistols spark
If

and smoking
It's 4 in the morning they still pass the blunt
I'm waiting on you, hide my scars from public's view
Hide my scars from all their view
I can make it

Look, look
Look, look!
Hold up, I'm smelling bitch from a mile
Hold up, choppa, it long like the Nile
Hold up, cross me I'm doing you vile
Hold up,

I move
I ain't tripping about it, you see I know the way you move
And if you really about it, then baby show me what it do
Want to play off on my

day before I ruin his day
Yeah you know that I stay here lounging
And I won’t get played by the men in outfits
Yeah I stay right here gone be hella