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lungs
Keep an eye out for em haters
They don't want me bigger
And If I ever catch 'em Lackin
Let 8 of like hittler
And if they chick thick
I'll poke they

cap, i was send into jail for selling this wraps
Saturday night when i pull up, i feel like i'm tap by cats

I think i'ma fuckin' die on this bro
In my

Taking a trip through LA
Or to the Bay
Got family in Diamond bar
My past blood was a slave
Satan started the hate
But we can all help by change
It's

babe
Sit back! I will do it by my own

Without rushing anything
I slay you down
Slay you down
You can shout and screaming
no one around
No one around
In

can't get that act together
One day we breaking up the next we getting back together
You jaded by relationships that didn't last forever
You getting too

I done met my match
Hit her up
And she don't hit me back
Keep it player don't get attached
But I ain't never really seen a bih move like that
Now I'm

you want its all yours with no issues
Get me high
High
Get me high
High
I been tryna navigate this shit up on my mind
Finding every reason put a stop up

Now I start to fell sick
Cause my favorite day was stolen by a chick
Tell you what
Maybe I'm taking it to far
But you're drinking and driving
When I

to crib
Shorty hopped out
And got straight to the biz
I ain't even tripping
Cause I'm on that time foreal
She ain't holding back
Shorty tryna have my kids

Nasty too
I need a rap chick like every day
Tryna turn my dreams to reality
I need new cash like every day
Thats why im tryna hit the Lottery
Yea im tryna

an ocean
My life without you i cant imagine
I dont know what to do if you aint by my side
And everytime im witchu i feel alive
You always see me happy

been seein' things, man, I could use the choir and a church

Life is such a bitch, but I didn't die, so we makin' work
It's the same chick that got my

everyday a paycheck
Not checkers its chest, I'm blessed by the best

Keys to success, trap and finesse
I'm a Southside vet, pay my dues, pay my debts
Pockets

feelings
Tell the DJ run it back on a
Trillion alright then
She been on my mind
Where she posed to me
I just want ya lil pretty ass
Closed to me
I'm a drug

a waste of herb
I spit action, make you taste my verbs
I'm clip-packin', make you chase the dirt
I'm street with no felony, you face the third
A beat with

on
You gon' have some play

Play by night
I'ma have cash in the morning
Gang on site
So you already know we recording
Don't try my bro's got hands like

how I'm coming I lost em
I'm better than all these niggas my nigga
They hear I'm popping back out  and get triggered
I been the pick of the litter
Stay

copying like Ken and Ryu. If you make a million dollars then what you'll do. I'd give back to a HBCU. That's on my momma though. I'm on fire just say

that get the strap
Watch my back, click, clack Move right, or hold your face in your lap

I met this fly lil hippie chick
Type of girl I can just chill and kick it with
Wont judge me for the way I lived
Bump some good tunes and burn

of the proof is
Niggas don't want it with me cause I'm too lit
Everywhere I be yeah thats where my crew is
I can't be lacking stay right by my tool kit
I'm way

aye
That's all you would say
Chеck in my bank, oh look I been paid
Checkin' your message
Oh look you been played
Not by 'Wav' but your boy named Jae

(Mylo)

This hippy chicks doing  rails telling me she’s kinda spiritual 
I’m sorry love I’m bored no offence But I’ve seen this show 
Rolling

make it flight
Cause even if this music shit don't work out
Least I got you by my side for real
Your love like cocaine, bring me up then bring me down
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