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the streets
How can you judge what I became? I'ma go cash out on some bricks

Before I cash out with Johnny Dang, keep some shots
Watch how you approach me, get

Every day going by every year I'm getting older

Perspective really changes when you hit the bottom
But that don't change the mindset and what I'm chasing

to plenty

That's the only way you go from titty boy to be in two chains
I had to go boss up and do things, it's me
Jumpin' fresh like it's R.I.P
To a sucker

not by money, that's confusing me
That ain't how it's supposed to be, that ain't how it's supposed to go
Nigga took your party down, you better go

I'm bangin
A's up, give a fuck what you sayin' homie, fuck A drive-by, we hop out', do a walk-up
Fuck P.L.K., they all a deadmans, caught him in

mind and life
If you're sad don't be go now
Be free
At the end of the day it's a favour for your being
I'm special and I know it
I'm at peace
And I love

Calm down with all of the extras
Say what you mean like you ad-libbed Skepta
(What you mean?)
I give myself drive like your average Telsa
Fake ones,

it buck
They act like they care, when you up in that hearse
For real, it's all rehearsed

Say that they love you, but do you the worst
I'm tired

Everything I rap it help you see uh
You know twon get to snappin on the beat uh
Load another song up it's on repeat uh
Lil shortie wanna turn up

feel in love with the money and the trees
She know that I ain't smoking on ciggs'
but leGanja sing'tshaya sibayi 6
If you talk to me nicely, zobona

weight
You don't know when you subbing
You can tell a lot by how they eat they mutton
They ain't nothing
Two step with a lean
I'm shoulder shrugging

true forms
Beaters in the back costed hundred fifty bucks now
That's a quick rundown bloo turn the beat down and turn me up
Say exactly what you need now

I'll show you what the fuck is up
Ain't no point in trying me, lil' boy, you know you outta luck, yeah
No, I cannot kick the cup
I've been high as fuck

up in this bitch
I think I died
I keep on mixing up designer
I feel like Dat fly
I can't let you by
Fucking on this bitch, oh me , oh my
Don't know if

care enough
Moving hush
On the low low
Solo
Dolo
Even my bros don't know what I be up to
No code or soul that I looked up to
I was on my own
Never alone

whacked
Y'all be bitches in real life but turn gangsta on the app
If nigga claim my name in paperwork, you know that shit be cap
They killed my man man last

God 

She treat me like cmon Ra

Relationships a seesaw 

Shit oxymoronic 

Only constant I know is get the money

Only thing about the constant 

What

Germany

I don't know what's going on, 'cause I always see your face 
But I flee from you in a kind of schizophrenia. 
I want to be with you
I am afraid

in the fog
Back in this shit
Oh, you know earl sweatshirt? Name me three members of
Slums
Oh I know when the butt hurts, when the lungs made of paper

Creek
Budy sold a couple ounces, now he think he Big Meech

Feel like MJ off of Space Jam, I got long reach
Dive wrong for this water, know it turn

I came with the undead
Yeah, we get to that dough
We be making bread
See what you can see by the money spread

Who put your pretty ass over the kitty

finna weigh me them grams
I'm finna, uh, wait, what
I'm blowin' the smoke by the side of the river
I'm puffin' the Zoot with the Broski
Don't jump

It was many years ago
In a kingdom by the sea
Something that like a magic saying
Yeah yeah yeah
Du baba it was saying
If you find the north star
One

foolish
Ain't sorry for it
I Got family to feed
Swear my daughter gon' drip
Drop all that tough talk
I know you lil hoes Ain't gon' do what you say
And that