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It’s crazy
Where things always lead to you feel me
I had you on my mind when I wrote this
Aye
I remember how we started talkin’
Wasn’t nothing big

the games
Naw I came to f*** it up
Chain swangin’ while I’m bangin’
Gettin’ deep all in them guts
Bet the neighbors know my name
You know me I f*** it up
But

clique
If you talkin bout em chips im rollin up with the dip im pullin off in the whip 
You see me thats it
You know its da kid he blowin by with his kids

buds
Kick my feet up 
Get my meat rubbed 
By this bitch 
That be giving me 
The mean sucks
Keep the heat tucked
Let's get 
Down to business 
Body bagging

God willin’, top billin’
Ain’t no talkin’ while we filmin’
Cause I’m walkin’ on the ceilin’
I’m turnt up
My words slurred up
We the new wave
My nigga

to go
("Hell no! You remember them bitches
From the show?") - Naw
("And two bad bitches I met at
The club dancin?") - Aight ("Called me up
Talkin 'bout

a nigga popped this bitch tryna play me like a fuckin' bum
Niggas do slides where I'm comin' from

Nigga don't get jumped by the gang in the club this ain't

livin' at
Your mamas kids like "You make me wanna
Pull a condom out" i'm pissed off, funny
You ain't got a problem now
Talkin' shit on YouTube
Feelin' boss

Oh no She said her body so soaked  Wait baby tell me something that I don't know 
I ain't worried bout a a thang but a bankroll 
cnd my vibe will

All these labes and these thotties tryna get with me
I keep it simpily
Ain't talkin' billions you cant sit with me
Lets get it
I'm an alien
They lookin'

your clique still lyin' (clique still lyin')
Ain't no plastic on my ratchet, nigga, this real iron, uh
Me and Lord West connect, down in some set with

So I'm on my way to the 'yo
No, matter fact, was goin' to Jay crib 'cause we was finna smoke
And y'all know I keep a pole on me everywhere I go

can keep walking
I don' do no mo debates cuz I ain't with the arguing'
(Why you goin back and forth wit me I really don' be feelin like)
Like yan yan

putting out   

All these drinks I downed, liver checkin’ out   

Gang revving the Cadillacs, hear me loud  

Fallin’ out, no love out here shit a drought

Issa hole in my straw but the flow still raw
Bitch I could probably get me a job at the circus
With no insurance if I get hurt
I need life insurance,

America couldn't stand it
LAPD plannin incriminatin evidence
Jurors under jag order
But we talkin outside the courtrooms
Shootin birds at the judges
Fuck

Friends and family they love me (Friends and family they love me)
Even when I act nutty (Even when I act nutty)
When I had no more money (When I had

this here to a kick back
True life story let me tell you some big facts
In my head thinkin out loud talkin to myself askin question turn around gettin

talking shit man screw it
'Cause if you can do it better
Than me then you do it
Where we going? really there's no tellin'
Lyrical cocaine narcotics is what

might defeat me
But oh no if you don't go
To the sound around you
You're surrounded now by surround sound
You're gunned down
No runnin' now
Time to pray

it 
Got no problem finding no bitches 
Im dripped in designer im drippin
I look to the right, you not by myside
Look i can not lie ima miss you 
Miss

play about by my chicken, but I'm not talkin' bout Culvers
I might take your shawty, shoot my shot up like a floater
(Let's go, let's go)
(Let's go,

GOTTA BE ain't a hustler or a g that's out grinding me IN THESE STREETS

From London to New York its getting hot on these streets 
Police shooting man no

a mustang, bust my heat in the rain
Till they get a rust stain
Y'all niggas heard of me, probably wanna murder me
I'll pull up on ya block and turn your