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the gossip
Knowing it's a trigger for many, my nigga, stop it
By the way, I got a e-mail from her accomplice
Begging me for money, I got it screenshotted

Life I seen is an obscene situation
Eyes glintin' with the gleam of this green paper chasing
A demon awakened by a dream that's so vacant
We're

over I was speeding by forty
He gone have to Find Nemo he ain't Finding my Dory
Before they put a nigga under ima get my glory
I'm knowing time only gone

to me
Girl you done broke my heart in two

Why don't we stop by the 7/11 Powerball's up to 99 mill
While you're at it get me a Red Bull I need something

on the whip
I be rocking Prada with designer on my fucking kicks
GTR I'm swerving got the AR on my fucking hip

I cannot stop, got this money on my mind (Aye)
I

one bullet just to really solve them
Now I hustle on, making money by the hour
Can you really tell that I'm looking for the power
Couple niggas staring

know they ain't down with the team

It seems like nowadays spitting wack cliches done became a ritual
I quit spitting mine for money nigga and got

supreme tye dye
Pulling up they tryna drive by call it ty die
Blood on the curbside devil flowing upside down like I turned nine
Get left in the past
Pussy

the streets (Ahh)
Feel like these niggas faker (Facts)
By any means ya a young nigga gon' get this paper
I see your call baby girl I'ma call you later
But not

all her friends
Yea
On the other hand
You obsessing bout the money like a bitch you cant get
Tryna remember why you started but you seem to forget
Don't

And Medleys
Get that money
If you don't
Man What you doing
Your gang gang
Looking like they sponsored
By the UN

I leave the house like deuces
When I'm rhyming

by tomorrow night, you were the first on the scene
Those tourists watched us get way too far
You spilt all the ink in the backseat of my car
I hope you

of your exes been giving you hell
But it would be different with me
You get too anxious by yourself
You want everybody around
You be way too in your head

gotta get to where money come from trees
You gotta hop off the wave, train
When you say this it don't sound the same as me talking 'bout another lane
Ah

in ya hood like what's shaking or I made the wrong turn
Everyday is a lesson, sit ya ass down and learn
Smoke to money conversations, yeah it's time

still feeling lone
By the morning I feel lone
At the night even more lone
 
Think I needing some more

More dope on my mind
Bitches like paradise

Keep

Shut up honey 
Take the money
Get your bike and ride 
Thousand miles and hour 
Rest In power 
Final overdrive 
If it feels good save me a place right

I Blow smoke to the air 
For the real niggas who ain’t here
We ain’t worried by you niggas just stay clear

Don’t question an answer unless you know

so i could write it down 
By the beach i had a thousand dreams, 
walking hand in hand, 
 why did you have to leave just as fast as you arrived. 

We

hard we sick of opening the fridge to nothin'

I'm just talking like it's you and I
Before my music gets crucified
I'm back for business with no suit

talking so much it like all of them know me
I stay on my dolo stack guala up only
BB got my glizzy tucked
Test me get to ripping up
I was geeking sipping

bloom going harder
All I need is some P's or a G3 to get my life in order
Switching different countries
Switching different sounds, different money
Swear

Yea, but i'm wishing you were near me
Just hold on, wont be long, i'm gettin' money
I got plays like a pond, it can get ugly
So much hate where i'm from,

I'm from China smoking by the pound
My nigga don't panic before we get to slamming
I'm Sharpe like Shannon when I aim with that cannon
Have your whole