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I went and cast my net
Far and wide to end up with
You baby by my side
And I don't wanna let you get away
Cancun to Quebec City
Greece, Rome and Koh

a buster
On a Morley's ting you took lobster
I been treating this weed as my doctor
They were lost in life till I popped up
Till I rocked up, check out

and depressed
I don't need no meds
Feeling possessed
Life is a mess
Die in my shit like I'm Jimmy
Hit me 


Fame don't get me
Hope the fame don't get me 
Hope

Judged raised my niggas bail
Release the demons out of jail
Say they see me in the after life
But I regenerate like I’m cell
Sacrifice so my diamonds can

You Hope On It
A Spade Is A Spade These B___ Need To Own It

Yo
I F___ up her life by F___ her all night
Make her pass out to much dic in her windpipe

the signs I denied on my sixth sense
You really gotta heal before you move on
Try to use your brain jimmy neutron
You can sabotage a great thing settling
For

digging my Persona
She like
The way My whip is tinted like Obamas
And I get that marijuana shipped in from
North Carolina
My dick hanging like ah comma
I'm

taking shit that's right, fucking up your whole life
My broskis my ROD catch a shordy she'll be mine
My friends smoking on a C5 those backwoods are real

Fuck it! Fuck it! Hey, ayy (A presentation by myself)
Different colors in the van, I'm just feelin myself
Fuck it! Fuck it! Yo

I was trippin off

And I’m fighting for my life
Just to get to work
And Get to work
And go back again
I don’t wanna fucking trap again
Back to the bags
Back to the pack
Stacks

(uhh)
Bitches saying ohh Chief you owe me
So silly, turn her words like Timmy (what)
Fairly odd, more tunes like my names Jimmy
Chinese, beats pumping out

loss by a hunnid
Skill on summit
Yo rep on plummet
I throw a jimmy on
Then I go dummy

Texting old bitches that I shouldn't
Texting old bitches that I

that werk that's great hustle
Cartier shades she way too smooth
Class on a milli by the way she move
Racks on Racks got em chillin on the shelf
Jimmy

taking shit that's right, fucking up your whole life
My broskis my ROD catch a shordy she'll be mine
My friends smoking on a C5 those backwoods are real

the mornin' and I'm off my tits

Maccas wrappers on the passenger seat
Jimmy can in me hand
Acca Dacca on the stereo
Snappin' second around every bend

Tailgate

night she making bank rolls
Money thick nah cant fold
Im on demand I know you see it too
Her hand bag by Jimmy Choo
Pretty girl and she certified

She

I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill
Got the fellas on some Johnny Gill
Steady screaming, "My, my, my, my"
Walk on the carpet with

Sonny was faster,  
 Than Jimmy Reed . 
 I have no anger, 
 I find what I need. 
 And I'm so happy, 
 when I download the Blues. 
  
 My baby don't

through the club
And they ain't even know
Tip the strippers, please no pictures
V.I.P. My dudes, we come to blow
Now we living, bitches wildin', cannons

I'm finna go platinum independent, get my rap name on a pendant
Flawless diamonds all up in it, just to shine in front of the critics
I ain't like

timeline
I attract abundance in my life aligned
Walk into the room you can't look in my eyes
Wanna see you cause your aura lookin' bright
We could blend

up on me want digits
Said fuck no bitch get with it
I be living my life aint livid
No stress on me im chillin
My bitch bad london tipton
Made 10 racks

on the phone, but they won't come and do it
So many problems with this blunt, but I'ma still face it
I'm getting chased by these hoes like my name Franklin
A lot

You'll end up in a mosiliem
Beside ghost spirits
Buried alive by the time they hearing this interlude
The wise so kendrick
Uh

Guys so jimmy i'm slicker