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there too
You see my homie hit me up when I was in Indiana
You gotta come south and check out Savannah
Frisbee in the park, hip-hop night at the Jinx
You

I been gone off alcohol can't get to the bottom of this jug
I hit my plug come and get me out this hole I dug
Hangs up, I shrug
Seem like nobody got

the from bottom now we here shit can't get fly as this
Damn
I stay fly as fuck
Sipping pint of green in da booth with a double cup
My mind playing tricks

for the cars
Mama told me to focus
I'm doing it for my kasi
Crank this shit like I'm Lucas
Shout out to those who hook us
Fresh outta jail, got new bars

that’s MG for life
Shoutout to Carl he baller for life 
Shoutout to Des yea 
He high as kite 
Shoutout to cyph still running the field 
Shout out to pat he

cheddar with my brodie and my kin n nem
Yeah, shout-out 2 o's, yeah, that be my twin n nem
I don't fuck with brody, Slim Shady, just like Eminem
Ayy, yeah

and vibe and
Love all night
You're down I'm down
Shout out to my Nigga E
Das my homie that have known me before
I went and started writing rhymes
Now we

Jokah
Da'Zsan
Lemme talk to you
(Yeah)
It's those
Lips
The way they move when you talk to me
It's those
Hips
The way they swing when you walk to me
I

Uh yea
Uh Uh
Look
Done waited to long
Lil nigga lets rock out (Rockout)
Keep a tool on my hip
Then I step out (Step out)
Counting commas
Damn
I'm

the wave don’t know they depths of the water
I tol em I been on go every since I left Georgia
A real one
Shout out to Shya fa bringin me
Protected by these

that money it's embedded in me
I gotta shout out all them niggas that discredited me
Cause I'm that nigga that was there 
When it was dead in the streets

Throwed
A SICKO MODE
What I'm in shout out to Cactus Jack
I brought my shit from Da Basement, Rap City yea it's back
I'm only 22 but 99 is on my back nigga

would save spend that
Oh She came from the bottom to top me
By myself this a one man army
off the bench they ain’t wanted start me
I’m taking off like Im

shadows were seen
Back when Keak Da Sneak said Yadidimean
I wrote movie scripts on screen at Viacom living the dream
But what does it all mean when you're

the night fades
Sing our souls out, roll down the big names
King of self doubt, insecurity’s best game
More than likely fall back on the same days
Who da

Niggas say by they lonely
They just selfish
Not your homie
Its just me & squad only
Shout out sambo thats my homie
Fuck 12 free my homie
I lost rich, i

them fuck niggas that you be hanging with Rip da guys this and that You niggas lame as shit
The guys don't know y'all you fuck niggas just claiming shit

like im Tyson
Tampa bay Lightning
That mean that im striking
Move like the season
Bags is increasing
Name is still ringing
Got em by meters
Drippin like

in your house
Probably raping yo fucking spouse
Hanging her by her fucking blouse
Can't you hear that bitch shout
"Get the fuck out
Get outta my

niggas clutching onto embers
Fuck dat bitch fuck dat bitch shit still uping my temper
Start from da bottom but now I got plenty
I wanted the '9 but I got

All about the peace, until you bring the drama
Shout out to Kevin Dillon, one of the illest villains
But the weapons he's concealing, are much more

to go keep her legs up
I know dat yo nigga fed up
Out here cheating gettin him sick he bout to get his meds up

You look better with no make up
And before

to a casino

Money coming through the mail
Shout out USPS
I grow weary, undefeated
I go deep inside the dungeon (*Thunder*)
To make us all something (Yeah)
Bae,

that we don't meet
Stomp his ass out, got red all on the bottom of my sneaks
Bloody forces, hit up Cam, I need some new ones on my feet
Jadon, you don't