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Guess I'm just broken and broke

The prescriptions on its way
With a name I can't pronounce
And the dose I gotta take
Boy, I wish that I could count

200 grams in the kitchen I'm a straight drop it looking like a chemist
I don't really like niggas I don't fuck with niggas gotta keep my distance
If

behind it

1, 2, 3 And I keep 'em in rotation
Need some new views, took one of 'em on vacation
4, 5, 6 Shots in she caught me slippin
Called her by my

a bad lil thing but I cannot go that way 
It can't end that way 
I cannot go that way 
That's downgrade, gotta keep it a hunnid with you,
No can not stay

I'm wylin in a six four
Hollows make em sleepy all my shooters gotta tip toe
If you gotta problem I can handle any issue
Man I'm blowing up it feel like

I’ve never had a chain
But I just own all my masters
I never went by the book
But I could quote all the chapters
I know the before and afters
Lies

The more money I make, feel like my fam acting differently

I'm losing faith in the people I think I love the most
It's hard to trust, I've been hurt

I’ve gotta prove it
I know He's got my back and that He's in control
He's always fighting for me, fighting for my soul
Already showing that He's never

Gluten gang
Gluten gang?

I’m back tell my enemies I’ll make this swift
I ain’t gonna tailor to your music pick
Its backwards, I’m starving and I am not

would hold it in
Cause I had to lie, never spoke of it
But if I really could, I'd go back in time
See my father and ask him why
Why do I gotta be

And all that I know is I've been alone
Girl, I've been waiting for you
It's been two months since you
Picked up the phone
And girl, I don't know what

playin', it's gon' be 43
(Bow, bow, bow) don't make me throw hands
Just give me a chance
In return, I'll give you the all of me
(Give you the all of me)
I've

I gotta make bucks
And I know that it sucks that there’s lower class, middle class, upper class nigga like I’ve had enough
But like with this life

munch It's kinder crazy they haven't change much
Haters on my back make me look I gotta a hunch and ate beef for launch
I heard niggas talkin' shit bro

Viene lo que viene
I've been tired of getting by
Y no comprenden
Head to the sky
So bring it on and I'm a ride
Aqui con mi soledad
Que no me quieren
Hope

can't get the papers to stay and work freely in the day
Now they gotta' get the job that make these judges activated
Those who patient contemplate

ain't having it 
Last name long as hell you wonder why because I'm african 
That shit was embarrassing now it make me laugh again  
Gang wit me we

to establish that my life is stable 
So let's make it happen now
Having a baby boy
Gotta make sure he turns to a little man
Grow up to know how to make bands in

clothes
You know that I don't kiss and tell, so you know nobody knows
I gotta keep it real, gotta keep it real with you
I've been scrollin' on the gram,

and a three and I make it Four
I do it for free you do it for ove
Move like you want em it hurt
Hit it then leave em like dirt
With me it won’t work
Have you in

passion to make hits
I'm Jo King time to admit I'm not joking this is it AH
Posing little busta I can't trust ya with a zip
Your little brother need

start to erupt
We gotta heal
Let time time be the seal
If we don't
Its like a devil ordeal
We tried to multiply our bond
By tripling our love
But its

you're the one to blame for my daydreams
'Cause all my life I've waited for somebody to save me
And every time that you're around and you make me laugh
Oh,

plus I've been Jungling too
Gotta Georgey in my pocket plus a bottle of booze
And I be bringing Towers down like George W do 
See I been ready for