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coulda kept it
Pop up on some real smooth shit to leave a message
This lil bitch ain't doing it, so I left it
Bob the builder
Rob the wielder
I just healed

a bitch
I don't give a fuck, ho
I'm pretty and I'm rich
Two iced chains got Based God a threesome
Looking this good I got stopped by policemen
No homo,

misdirected
I think he trynna boost my ego, He keep calling me a goat
We pull up on em, Rob em out em, Everything he flexing
Talked to my bro the other day, He

Rapping and flipping the bread, like i'm Bob
Suite with the 49ers, bring Rob (Woah)
Perc's with the taliban, but no bomb
Fuck on Adele, she'll probably make

AJ, wish I could smoke one with my nigga

Make it home by any means, you don't wanna be a victim
Not the one who chose this life, my circumstances made

Four, that's what I'm reppin' Took a hundred bowls on a trip in a Tesla
Try to rob me and you leavin' on a stretcher And I just sold a Zip for 500

when I walk by that lil
Bitch lost her breath
Damn
They done learned don't play with me cause I got all the checks
556s 223s and all them pistols
Way too

a man, I asked you where the business at, Im fuckin with Lil Uzi tryna go were Philly at
Might touch her in the dark, I think that that's a silhouette,

pop out by myself, now I be too shiny, these niggas a rob me
You gotta wake up, this shit is real, niggas be outside getting killed
I just be focused

as fuck, and loading up a Mack
He sell drank with taxes on em , im like we can rob em back
Get the lo' and spin around
Foenem faced him to the ground
Niggas

Ayy, on foe nem, let me in the club Bet not get To tweakin' cause this deuce
hold half a dub I don't even smoke, but bitch, we might just
Rob

spend pape on her
I might spend a lil' pape if I break blenders in her house
If every time that she see me, she put dick off in her mouth
She play that

caught a bullseye, I went and bought a cap I had turned the bulletproof around, can't
Get you down to my back I can't shoot or rob me, but for ball, I

Nigga, you just seen how
Fat guys don't get burnt, guys
Uh, yeah
Why you send a motherfuckin' mob, nigga

I feel like you playin' by my paper
I might

might spend a lot of money, but that shit only a faze
I don't host hotel parties, you won't catch me where I lay
I get smarter by the days I'm in

humble and grounded to earth
Gotta live right, can't be turnin' out worse
Youngin' like Vic, I go hang by the Spurs
Hop on 290, the lane getting merged
I

dawg
Fuck the new rocket ship on top of y'all's cars

We aim for the ceiling, but we hit the fucking stars
Hit that shit by accident and turned

to make it work
Sitting in my classes looking at all the latest mercs
Voice of the streets I hang with wolves like I'm lil Durk
i'm hitting it off  henny

I wanna be a icon like steve jobs
If i don't win a grammy off of steve I got robbed
If you tryna rob you get robbed of yo life of yo pipe of yo pride

with the youngins

Shouts out to that nigga D, He don't like ya, he gon' rob ya
That's just how that nigga be,
Loced Out and masked up
Migo gassed up

Smoking gas got her tweaking
Eating ass like Kevin Gates
Selling souls like Lil Wayne
It's fucked up by the game play

But we gone make it anyway
Top dog

to the function couple of bands I made in Boston
They like damn how this youngin and keep dropping often
I don't play by the rules, proceeded with caution

Stay Alive

I'm in a room by myself, but I hear these voices from the dark
All I hear is war, war, it's a war in my head
I'ma walk this path all alone

lil E don't smile no more, cause he ain't got his golds
Put that back up on his head, ain't shit to get him gone
Niggas tryna beef with the guys , I