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Cant go back no more big holes up in my denim 
Felons oh i commit those oh i was stressing 
I hope hard times don't turn to wrinkles 
Them bullets

Run up them numbers and spit like the reverend
As long as i count it ain't nothing to tell him
My bro is a felon they never could get him
We going

An we scammin
Bag that dope up
Hug that block
Get you some Extra
God blessing all tha trappas
Wit dem felons
Trap it out go get some paper what they tell

Uh attention stupid idiots
We have a felon who has escaped the Industrial Science Museum for the Wickedhearted
He is the the evil Herbert Feengler

always telling
My brother he a felon
I can't let him talk
Ha
I be all in public (Ha)
I'm high with my bitch (Ha)
Smack her ass like fuck it
I'm too rich

I wake out my sleep and she still yellin'
I talk to my bro and he still a felon
They can't find da strap so he ain't tellin'
I Still got that rarri

patna keep a glock he a two time felon
My young nigga zay strip you he a villian
Panamera roof and it got no ceiling
The money stack tall kno I'm bout

to faxing, taxing
Felons all they lives
I was born in the daylight
Eyes are open
Gates are broken
We've been fighting to survive
Not an ordinary fight
You know

feel the demon deep inside me like Melly
The day you start telling I'll turn to a felon
White boy wasted got wax in my blunt
Mixing Peach Cobbler with

I'm out on bond
I know how to have fun
I get yo bitch sprung
Aye we're uncuffed
Aye it's all love
I get to keep my gun
Almost a felon for drugs
I

the day
I do regret (I regret)
No life I catch him
Like a felon let the lock arrest him (Lock)
Walk with the richest legacy (Rich)
Like a Rockefeller (Rock)

a felon, God is the only one hearing my confessions

I walk through the door
Gang piling bricks trapping door to door
And we smoking that loud
There's left

Tell me you love
You know we hit the telly with drugs
I could teach you how to trap
All you need is a tele and plugs
I be steaming wit felons

the north i got ah plug out on the west end
Everytime i pop out got the glicky or the FN
My dawg can't even kick it with the gang cuz he ah felon
He pop out

Man there ain't no telling but Everybody need balance
Roll with a couple suit and ties, roll with a couple felons
And we All one in the same We just

felons
I'm lit can't be yo baby daddy
Off a shroom good perk and a addy
She got a man still slid me the addy
If its about bands im pulling up fast
She want

yea, gang)
How you living nigga
My nigga still in penitentiary
How you living nigga
Dropouts and felons while we kick it
How you living nigga
We trapping

Bag on me
Feel like a felon
Okay
I been making so much bread
No I ain't tellin
Okay like why would I tell on you
You know I ain't tellin
Okay Chop

Stealing everything out the Vons for adrenaline
I was 16, smoking grams like the Pelicans
Running from my problems while my father was a felon

stepping

Now days I been stepping 
Only roll up with some steppas
& we still trapping out the checkers
Came up from noting brodie felons
Balenciaga or we

I know crook niggas, I know fucking felons
We got time for crime but got no time for telling
Hope my old bitch don't make my new bitch jealous
Hope

pussy nigga be internet gangsters
Got a couple felons riding on my side
Can't have a stick but still clutching fire
And we killing ourselves like we color

out
Say what you saying and what you thinking bout
I'm labeled as a felon now
Brace on my leg I can't leave now
They gone end up dead in the streets huh

[Hook] 

I went from rags to riches 

I went from rags to riches 

Fuckin on all the baddest bitches 

My brother Aint a felon he can have the Semi