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her shaking in my dreams
Gon off the pipe
Every drug that's powder white
Pray she get it right
It done fucked up her life
She started living fast
Her

Stupid wet, watch me out my neck 
Louboutin, that Lambo door powder coated with the rose gold
And the bombs knockin' off tiny bitches I'm 'bout

to god you be fraudulent lover
Why you show me love if na under cover?
I swear to god you be fraudulent lover
Carry fake love come dey rub am like powder

a deal
I'm too real
Yea, bitch I'm way too real
Powder trace, from the fucking stainless steel
Life is short, so I go and cop a mil
Life is short, so I'm

might drown
Aye, two nines on me, J Crowder
Aye, baby scream my name, say it louder
Any nigga thinking they can fuck with me he off powder
Nigga run up

Can you feel that rush
Sprinkle powder in the burbs
Pills on the campus
Green from the Earth
Rush
Feel tingle in ya spine
I'm about to blow yo mind

Knock 'em down like he a tower
I'm turnt up off the powder
I need a hour
Hoes in this bitch and they all tryna make it shower
My nigga say I'm too lit up

Scrolling on my phone for hours
Brains going numb with no power
(power, brain numb)
Cocaine like meth, fuck the powder
(yeah, fuck the pow-)
Brain

Dos Equis

Nick Blue

Letters of the Heart

2000

Whatever the fuck I want you get to make it happen
Powder her nose and she never take a break in the action
Shit, I'm about to miss my flight
First class

Intro [Championships]

Meek Mill

Championships

2018

a Benz)
Pray for my niggas (All my niggas), all my friends (Yeah)
In the trenches, warring with killas, we been getting it in
32 shots in my new Glock

Where am I going? What I'm living for?
I rolled the dice on life so tell
Me what they getting for it
I'm three shots in, probably depressed
But

and keep blasting 'em
(Slug) blah blah, pap pap! Blah
My gat's

Lay it down or get shot in the face
All my Rydas up in the place don't
Give a fuck about none

tryna down a nigga, you be off that powder, nigga
All them diss songs a bunch of bullshit, where your talent, nigga?

I keep 30 shots, 30 shots 'cause

bitch fucked that hoe for a hour (a hour)
Money stacked tall 
Long like a tower (tower) 
Back to da’ trap gotta serve out the powder (powder)
Smoking

The powder with Johnny
Back to the bags
Whole lot of gas in the city It's looking like petro park
My metro stop Georgia ave Petworth nigga
Do you know your
Net

log
when it press
bbbrrrrppp, d powder cause a thick fog
head a open like a door like say me twist nob
any boi me want dead me gi me frend a quick nod
n

to come shop
Finna pop me a op when I see em he shot

Too much money in my pocket I can't fw no wallet
Just laugh at my haters cuz they cash flow

up and get popped
Like a bottle
Meek milly do a wheelie
Then full throttle
Shots aint hittin from the front
Then we at the side door
Drippin all purple

Crawling past armor
Night crawlers on the corners, shooters what they call 'em
I was watching Shottas at the Lost, 5 in the morning
Shots rang like

(Maybach Music)
Hit the shot and I splash, smoke a blunt, then I crash
I got a bad college bitch who like to fuck after class
She study for finals, I study

Be like "now raw?" i’m outta here K-Dot got
That powder for years

So focused we aim straight
4 shots will knock off 6 braids
Been doing this since

strength is independence  We live out our last days With barrels of rum black powder And the clash of the blades  You will fire the guns Upon my command

Powder dry, clogging up the arteries of war
Seething like a sore
You see the spark, you hear the primal roar
Like a shot out of nowhere

Hang em

hearts with powder


On my death bed
Lemme taste some blood
On my death bed
I don’t wanna go
On my death bed
Lemme taste some blood
On my death bed
I don’t