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to the mother base ain't got no problem
To my momma promise I'm gon bring back a hundred grand
So you can finally rest shout out to my grandparents and
Live

State
Shouts to Pragz, that brother wise
Got respected , that's what I gave
Custom leather done by Guap
If he did em, then it's flames
Yuttas stitched up

I remain strong
By law, let bygones be bygones But everyone needs a shoulder to cry on
Live your life, don't die too young Yeah, yeah, yeah, we got us

up high,
Fisherman cast his lines.
Nurses watch, every day,
Teachers teach, us the way.

Shout out to those who work and fight,
In air, on land, day

I'ma accomplish it
I used to think that I was just a piece of shit
Now that I'm getting it, I will not ever quit
Shout out to Grit, them boys are my

of light,
Reclining beyond the sea,
A serene smile was born in me,
Seeing the birds farewell flight,
Wishing a good end for me.
Shout out to a simple

Shout but no sound
Hope I'll be found

I don't wanna give up
I've been waiting for so long
You made me lose my time
Why being in love when you can be

man I love my family uh

Shout out Cousin Kandid uh
And Luck ayy
This flow ayy
Birthed from ayy
Rip Throat ayy

Ziplock ayy
In bag yeah
Then drought ayy

good now Shout out to Sterling though he put me on for some things
In the mixing and everything But yeah good energy though
Shake hands I'm good I hope

and share this pure vibe
Shout out to Luii, Ricci, Scotty, OG and Si
Pablo, Jack, Benny, Red, Turban, Jay, all my guys, that's love

a thunder clap

You can call a priest
And try to cast me out
But your faith won't help
No matter what you shout

'Cause I haunt this house
I won't ever leave

worries all fade
Surrounded by the beauty
My spirit won't ever fade

I'm floating
(ooh-yeah) higher than the clouds
Sailing through the heavens
I shout it

out to Harlem my niggas sittin' at 7.30
We stay winnin', just tell my mama, don't worry for me
No, I did a lot by my lonesome
Shit be hot, I still play

running out of lives
I used to flex about the demon house behind my eyes
A lot of missed calls and messages left unread, I took too long to respond
Had tend

owing' niggas, but I still step in Rick make it rain in Jun, shout-out to my nigga Wick
Why would I ever beef with these impoverished niggas
We got your

home
You gone be a Zombie
Oh my Gawd
Yes I see you shortie
The way you looking tonight
Imma just make you my baby
Oh my Gawd
Shout out to security

less peepers, more like you are now your own grim reaper

Plucking out, gardening doubt, that which make the mind shout

Placing lessons and blessings

and curly
Knew I liked it
Cah she blonde and curvy
When she dutty wine
She make me dance sturdy
Climbs the pole
Goes topsy turvy
Make me a king
Surrounded by

that's old now
I can't talk about
She wanna scream and shout
I'm tryna chill out
Baby I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride
Baby I wanna ride with you
Ride,

real though
Shout out to that j.cole, shoutout all of them, i'm 6'2'' i'm right here goin straight to the ATM
I'm 6'2'' i'm right here going like this

Yeah, y'all know what it is
GBE and Riley gang
Shout out my nigga KTM
Can't have that money

We all in here
Got the guys in here
Turnt up
Yo

What

They keep asking me
Like what you on aye?
I'm tryna knock these niggas out like Gervonta
I ain't no peewee
But they fuck with me the long way
You

my n***as ugh[01:20.56]Shout out to Manmo, foreigner, Prem, Pierre[01:22.90]Can't forget JID bro[01:23.68]Roam the streets just to find our

a trend
All I wanna do is just get a win, Wearin' green like we up in Berlin
I've gone through it all, but I still arrived, Shout out to the people that