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be claiming that she fine
So then why you using filters
Homeboy say he stacking bricks
Man you must be Bob the Builder

Oh my God yea on God
Y'all be

soul for a deal and only a couple million
Bullshit ass chains with the bullshit ass grill
Surrounded by some lames that's stuck up on your heel
I'm not

a piece of large bait
To jaws you getting Shark-Kesha'd
A grave robber, robbin' bodies for Al Qaeda
Still surround you with so
Much Watts around you
You

Vado:
Uh, I'm so cool, plus speak fly
You don't even hear the vroom when I breeze by
I see why, SLR, me and G-Y (slime)
Can't stop, hit the horn at least

Can I get an Amen? Woo!

So that's right BoB
When you stand on the shoulders
Of those who came before
You might just see far enough to realize


And by

Last Call

Logic

YSIV

2018

'em
We always solve 'em, like

Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are

beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by

Je m'appelle Fifi Mild
And I don't fuck with you fake b*tches

Yeah
All of a sudden he slide in my dm
All of a sudden he call in the PM
All

run deep like S E A
S E E to shine and see
O M G a sight to see
I see you so I see me
You a motherfucking Goddess
By now you should be smiling
And I

Woke up on Monday to the news that Peaches was dead
Like most everyone, I thought about Bob and how he'd lose his head
You wonder how many times

And so my heart 
Breaks every single time 

Life changes, we grew apart
Turned to strangers, took it all by heart 
We got replaced, and then we cried

naked and led me by hand
She had her way with me and vice verse
So good told her imma put that ass in a verse
Ha here we are full circle
She asleep now

so fuckin bad, I out bitches in a bad mood
He watch me walk by, now his lil bitch got a attitude
You bitches is beneath me, you can't reach my fucking

patron
And I'm so done, better light my blunt
Kiss me until dawn
I like attention ain't say no
Give me some respect, I'm a real ass bitch
Skinny but

dias de glória de onde eu vim 

só tem dias de luto

Parceiros que hoje estão na memória 

Mortos por PM isso me deixa puto
 
Eu não que hype

reach you
Send a SOS I can’t reach you
I put the mess in message
Notice me waiting
For notifications
Check my DM late in the PM
Lost myself tell me have

or unrest, it's
4 a.m., 2 p.m., 5 a.m., 3 p.m., doesn't matter
6 a.m., 4 p.m., circadian rhythm ruins him
Working for the government, three days a week

is, so be it
Ain't just pointed to my fitted
It's what's inside it
(Get it, get it, get it)
It's happenin', it's got feelin'
It's got groove, power

shit
Ain't evolve a lick
Like a male salandit
My trap yapping
Go and tell me can it
But I ain't drinking fizzy
And I won't bottle up
So your only choice

It's that head bob
Up and down
You gon go around
Throwin money
Acting funny
Baby simmer down
An I ain't wasting no more time
On a you silly clowns

I'd like to address
Pac was never set up by Stretch (let it rest)
I stepped to him at Bryant Park so we could speak direct
He didn't disrespect, we

was so wrong
now i can see
i'm not supposed to be
like anyone else (bis)

wake me up at 10 pm
take my shoes and hide them till it's 10 pm
lately i know

halfway 'cross the county, me and you
You know how much I love those Christmas drinks
So let's drink espresso at 9pm
Drive slowly through the neighborhoods

to be gained

So hey, Bubba Ray and Joe Bob
Y'all, better get down here real quick
Drive, those pickup trucks to Huntsville
'Cause they're fixin' to put