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[Intro: Dedric]
(mmm-mmh)
I got fever and I thought I had Rona
(mmm-mmh)
Nah, I ain't got no Rona
(I also know that I'ma run um)
(Dedric type beat,

who the fuck could you ever find in this lifetime that loves you like me?
Oh uh um I'm sorry I-I'll calm down it's just that...
I got Chilombo

I seen it all
We broke in real life but, in our dreams we ball
Shaq, Kobe, Kareem and all
Who better, me or ya'll
I say me by a long shot
I'm steph

Lil nigga' I'm dope (um-humn), like a pound or a key (yep), so shut the fuck up and listen to me, see, we gonna make a killin' stackin' money

years old when I had my first boy 
The recession came can’t by no toys 

Can’t take him to the park
Cause I’m locked behind bars 

Stomach on growl
I

endet der Woche
Chillt man wieder zusammen
And I would lie
If I say it is not a good life
How much better could it get
And it caught me by surprise
And I

my boy/ I won’t never forget my boy

(V1):


Kick down the door wit my muhfukkin folks get to wildin/ if I ever do wanna retaliate do it by turning you

baby um please don't waste my time
Damn baby uh please get out my ride
I can't take you home bitch, I needa slide
I just want the top now, that will

double-oh behave
Ugh! Can't believe I'm wasting my time with this clown
I should be on an island with a fucking model by now!
Sipping dry martinis and peeling

Swishing every time raining hell on these youths

The sun is out to play and I'm loving the shine
Watching all the dads get confused by the signs

The sun is

swimming in water so deep that I think it’s a cinema scene 


Bridge:

(spoken)

I'm gonna let this rock for a second um...new record coming soon

(ay, ay,

'em!
Um... This style runs small. I don't think you're gonna fit.
I mean, your feet are kinda big.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, by the way bitch,
Fuck you

pray got so much I gotta say got say so much I’m trying to pay bill collecta do you respect man who get up feeds his fam by any means don’t need you

ebulição
Perdido sem direção 
Imerso nas sombras de um interno Conflito

Cruel Winds Skies Turning   
Lightning Strikes    
Gravity pulls Down
Release

mein inneres brauch  (sküü)

Drive By, durch dein Murcielago
Shoote, wie die in Chicago (SHOOT)
Cops jagen mich,
Ich bin auf Flucht, wie Foogiano

Aus

Yeah I got the Flows
Oh I got the Flows
Um Supa
Kill It
Mellow Vibe
Killin It With the Coachella Vibe
So clean, my flow is so sterilized
Lyrics so

out 


I ain’t gotta say stick um up 
When I got the hammers out 
Smell the gumbo cooking 
Yeah I’m at your granny house 
Nigga form the south where we

Tudo que eu sinto eu escrevo
Pra amenizar minha dor
Sinto que tô no começo
Do caminho pra onde eu vou
Cada passo é um recomeço
Não quero mais ser o

there...
Have been crying every night 
have got no one by my side
sitting lonely hand on my chick 
many things crossing my mind 
baba bless my hustle oo 
I

BODY WHEN IT COMES TO YOUR MIND DONT TRUST NOBODY
CARREGANDO O DROP MY WIGGA LET IT GO
CARREGANDO O DROP WHEN A GANGA 
DRIVE WHEN I TALK WHEN WE GET BY

Little babies runnin' round gut my hate pinned
Shaped by the world ah protection
Gut me pickin’ out the wrongs
From my tainted perspective
Livin’ in

I'D HATE TO BE PUT ON THE SHELF
I'D HATE TO WAKE AND FIND THAT I'M HERE BY MYSELF
I THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE YOU, BUT YOU'RE SOMEBODY ELSE (A NEUROTIC

This is so stupid, but kind of funny. Not the scenario, but the fact that Im really fighting these tears right now. Um, largely in part that, I’m

precisar é bala

Cresci no conceito, sempre vivo e deixa viver
Não aceitamos qualquer um, fazer por merecer
Lealdade, maldade e nunca se render
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