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put that on my necklace (Bans)
He hate me 'cause he comin' in second
(Rollin')
I came up and I ain't in no blessings
(Uh, uh)
That juggin' became my

Yeah you got a uber? Pull up over here
You got a uber? Pull up bet
She mad as hell
You got a fucking know though hol' up
L don't even know how I got

Metal gear in the glove compartment
I'm on a mug ting, I'm a rugby sport star
You ain't shooting, bro, you're Lukaku
Ain't bought my CD then I won't

hard to
Break like a Lucozade bottle
But I ain't stopping for reds and
I ain't stopping for feds
Full time so, I ain't even stopping for pet'
Five up

Hell yeah, Hell No
Pull up wit' Cool nigga out the pick up nigga

Hell yeah lil’ nigga better sit out
Grip the pound like the nigga off get out
I sold

the gears on my switch
Carolina 'til the death, CRG what it is
Loyalty mean everything but
Everyday they switch, yeah
Never trust a soul, never trust a
Bitch,

like lumber
Still play the back in my thunder gear, down to my underwear
Make all you motherfuckers wonder where
I come from, cause motherfuck Dapper

don't slip
For real square up make you feel the

Cold on my nails when I step on your grave
Little bitch what's the deal I can't hear what you say
Better

Planets we fume
Nuke all up the room
Nuke all up the room
Ice cap go boom
Yeah Ice cap go boom
Planets we doom
Somewhere to doom
Pay the price
Sign your

Sent for who
Boy you selling weed
Click it into gear mobile amphetamine
I know that you're friends he ain't a friend to me
Looking back I think I've

my back pocket
Yeah we in the mosh pit
Death metal playing in my ear
Pull up know I put it in 1st gear
Hate me
Break me
Oh you wanna play me?
Hate me

this might hurt, boo-boos
*Boo* let's train *breath* choo choo
My students pick up many cool jutsus
Pens flow simply, Ren & Stimpy in two moves
*Woooo*

of time Stackin just to Step into Gear .. When shit just come into Fruition turn the Sweat into Tears.. I know Ima be a 21 Savage , even tho Nigga I ain't

Yeah
That's right
Hey
Run it

Fly boy eighty fo's for my landing gear
Runway lights on my neck wrist hand and ear
I look like a chandelier you can

With my own eyes, I saw it creeping. Crept up from shadows in the ground
So small in size, but growing with each new life that it put out
Oh, with

would wait for that call to come in 
But when Daddy'd hang up she was gone again

Mama was a looker
Lord how she shined
Papa was a good'en but the jealous

the last real nigga left
i use to rock polo but i left it on the shelf
designer gear i do not wear
i want you to know i dont share
i want you to know i dont

above me a witness
I broke the game down transmission
I'm scoring in transition
Never speak that fiction
Gears grinding friction
Money making is

I been livin’ my life up on the wild side
It ain’t no church here
Just keepin’ it a hunnid, and I’m only in the third gear
And now we got real rap

Who do you think you are?

Slidin' round the city, you know I be whippin'
I do all my thinkin', keys in the ignition
Switch into 5th gear, it's

just demand it 
in the #hole14 
ok it's time to take advantage 
everyday wake up and pray 
set the goals before we lay 
execute em when we rise 
we built

that call to come in
When Daddy'd hang up then she was gone again

Mama was a looker, Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good'n, But the jealous kind
Papa

comfort in the gear
Always had an old-school wardrobe vision
Couple suits, set of shirts fitted. But you'd better
Do a justice to the clothes if

gear
You got your eyes on me (On me)
I know that you want it
Tell me what it's gon' be (What it's gonna be)
I feel you pushin' up on it
I know that you