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shit a disease, niggas sickening 
Send em to The Doc, I got a script for him 
You gotta read between the lines before you pencil in 
You gotta get it by

wonder they'll speak about
I wonder what they'll tweet about Uh-huh
I wonder if I'll be around
Listen I'll tell ya I feel so free
Step up the plate

Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Fuck all that talking lets get it
Making some moves tell me is you with it
If you ain't just stay where you at
Ion need that fake

to the drugs
Shit i ran so hard i collapsed my lungs
So perhaps when i'm done
I no longer gotta run
Lethal Jack shit like Repo
Drive by Regal
I'm so evil
In yo

I
I
I get so fucking high
Slap high five w/ a helicopter
And I don’t come down
Fuck around and need a fucking doctor
Oh zees by the boat
We move

Call the plug up
And tell em send it by the pound
If a nigga say it’s up
Than it’s finna do down
On pimp nigga
ARO Carter, ARO Carter
Call the plug up
He

say they wish me well
But deep inside they hope I fail
I handle wax by myself
Cause these ratting niggas gone tell
(Aye) I’m a fucking star
Ian talking

ain’t greedy, I ain’t sharing lanes
Lost Boy, all I’m missing is a pair of fangs
Forget a circus, I’m a lion who was never tamed
Hate it when I love

It broke my heart to see my nigga in a coffin
But ima keep on balling
Like I sign with Spaulding (Yea)
Keep going ape i know that they hate
I can tell

niggas switching up, they bound to test ya luck
Got double cups the lams is pulling up, followed by twenty trucks
The pesos popping and kitties throbbing,

know what I mean
This is a, dream
The minute I step on the scene I'm making em scream cause my lyrics are mean
Red alert red alert
My flow's too clean

my jeans got the Jimmy Jeans
You need the pack tell em pull up 400 a piece (On God!)
400 a piece, hit my phone you can pull up to the Jimmy Jeans
Wood

the matrix, eyes closed, naked
Patron got you wasted, eyes red, hays lit
You locked cause girls tell now you spend days in
The jail cells pacing three by three

on right I do it the Conway
Then we ship it down where Benny stay
The boys is on the interstate, you gotta sit in place
If you tryna push the flex then you

air mattress my bedroom
Yo closest damn partner gone tell to
All them nights that them licks never fell through
How tf is yo down bitch gone fail you?

I'm always asking (What you asking?)  ha, ha
Cheah, Why Not?
Ladies and Gentlemen (Ladies and Gentlemen) ha, ha, ha, ha
It's your boy Free

we here hoe

I've been gone for a couple of days now
I don't know what to say to her now
Ocean drip when I hop out the crib now
Tell my mom that her

When you see like how I switched
They was laughing, now I'm laughing pull up on 'em in a whip
Got Nirvana on my shirt blasting "Something In The Way"

Minus all them feathers I don’t stuff the chat if ever
You see me inside that bs tell my mom "her son ain’t clever"
I don’t like to be caught lacking

just rain look
We don't want no trouble so just tell em to chill
Stop coming for my dogs like cruella de vil
I am absolutely positively nothing but real

of it fake
Now listen let's think a bit different
Be lucid, be on it, be ignorant
Sorry this boy an enigma
But fuck it I tell em all ligma ligma li
Lick

gonna Stretch em
Fuck all dat fake shi juh tell me da Truth
Why in de hell you been smokin on Boof
Juh hit my line if you want bubba Kush
Im smokin dis

you home
And they latch onto you and act just like flea
Offer advice so i tell em think twice
Be amazed by the ways that they turn and they flee
If i

Yuh, Aye
Run it back
JR77, Lil Pro, Bitch, let 'em know ya 
(Oh, oh, ah, oh)
Aye, yuh 

You'll be Hating us 
Behind the scenes you're tracing us 
But