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Ahh I got baddies playin' caddie with my dick (My dick tip) Crush a xanny with my molars got a nervous tick I be shakin' in the corner bitch I ain't sick I'm off a cube ain't you heard you ain't know shit I don't go outside unless I got my chains on I got a buzz on me you just gassed the chainsaw I spilled my lean off the roof let the rain fall They saw I cut the breaks off what are vains for Inject fame goin' straight to the cranium Vibranium holster, uranium bullets My name on the poster I ain't winnin' no pullitz Pull back in a track hawk don't move, I wouldn't (I wouldn't) I said stop bitch (Stop bitch) What the fuck is you doin' Give me top bitch (Top bitch) That's what your boyfriend doin' I fucked this bitch last week her titties wasn't congruent But I put on my shades I still had to persue it Thirty percs, that's all the money that I had for rent Dive in, sixty seconds on an island With the baby mama of your girl she in a two seater Money man, she wanna know the price uhhhhh Off beat my whip broke to my jaw piece The hunnid stop me I'm in the lobby come out to find me This ain't the time for tweakin' Please help Body geakin', I hate myself

Real shit no love lost I had to cut friends off Real shit no love lost I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut off some friends I had to cut friends off Nigga we was never friends I had to cut off some friends I had to double my ends Now i can run up the bands Thats how i got me the benz Aye, Aye I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut off some friends I had to double my ends Now i can run up the bands Thats how i got me the benz I had to cut off some friends I had to cut friends off Nigga we was never friends I had to cut off some friends I had to double my ends Now i can run up the bands Thats how i got me the benz Aye Thats how i got me the BM Cops come You aint see him Cops come they wont see him Im keepin it under the seat him Bump stock on a 310 Ran down got three men Spin the block like a goal tend Rip shit hulk hogan An drew like bogut White diamonds they notice Im the pope And the Potus Rubber grip like trojan Red fallin like roses Dump ya body in the ocean Hope nobody heard this Yeah Hope nobody heard this Now detectives gotta man down Gotta problem nigga say it now I had to cut off some friends I had to cut friends off Nigga we was never friends I had to cut off some friends I had to double my ends Now i can run up the bands Thats how i got me the benz Aye, Aye I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off Ughhh I had to cut off a bitch Snip, snip Wit the flick of the wrist No cap put my dick in ya bitch Thats no cap put my dick in ya Bitch Bust down rollie 10, 50's, hunnit's Bet these bitches gon know me Pull out the stick on any new homies And I do it for the whole Mankind Mickfoley When you popping bitches Wanna fuck wit you Fake niggas say what up to you Where were you at when I Needed you Nahhhhhh Nigga now I'm dubbin' you I gave that sexy bitch all of it I fucked her so good, she got a Hollow clit She givin it all up to Sutherland She said she's embarrased i Rubbed it in She come from Wakanda the Motherland So givin me head was the government I threw up the L she in love wit it I took them two L's made a W We poppin champagne in the Club again I came from the bottom I'm bubblin I had to cut off some Friendsssssss This aint McDonalds, but im Loving' it Real shit no love lost I had to cut friends off Real shit no love lost I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut off some friends I had to cut friends off Nigga we was never friends I had to cut off some friends I had to double my ends Now i can run up the bands Thats how i got me the benz Aye, Aye I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off I had to cut friends off

Check! Brown got stripes like safari Gnarly with the parsley Modern day Bob Marley Really tryna party Bump some iCarly Tryna have my bank account on calamari That's a whole lotta Os Ran through these hoes Nice with the flows since a nigga rocked Girbaud's A sight to behold Done stuck to the code Every path I chose felt like a rocky road Take it back to the basement Results of all the hatred Writin every night but I kept that shit sacred Vision was clear No need for a Lasik Knowin I'm the best But I never used to say shit Clock tickin We ain't got long Block clickin We blow that strong Used to roam the streets cuz I ain't got no home Get it on till the breakadawn Clock tickin We ain't got long Block clickin We blow that strong Used to roam the streets cuz I ain't had no home Get it on till the breakadawn In my day if I had a nick of haze Didn't complain Same Mets fitted With a lil different slang It was yay sprinkled in the Philly Made it fish filet Lit it up dripped away Any way to get a fix I ain't even know if it get mixed And it made a difference but shit It lit up in a different way I ain't quite as into gettin lit these days On occasion if I'm with the gang But don't stay instated as I stayed Still fixin' it at least I didn't Piss it all way Live at a different pace A dinner date or Kick back at the crib with bae But then I look out my window pane and I'm amazed The city crazed Am I jaded and it's just the same? Nah it's similar but different Kids is in a daze Kept em locked away At this age Shit's changed It's strange Tryna paint a picture that I can't explain Clock tickin' We ain't got long Block clickin' We blow that strong Used to roam the streets cuz I ain't got no home Get it on till the break a dawn Clock tickin We ain't got long Block clickin We blow that strong Used to roam the streets cuz I ain't had no home Get it on till the break a dawn

I was that little rapper at the party no one ever after But I was a natural, that's my first chapter You was the worst rapper, I was the best rapper Since I could remember though Then I met one with a better flow Never wrote Better than that day I never let that go Gotta get that dough Nah, Wik too intellectual Had to slow it down Let y'all know how I roll around See, I seemed to glow and pound At any fist seen holding out You know I'm 'bout what I wrote about Trust me, you're knowing that When you see my face on stage quoting that I'm going back to Lees and Clyde's I seize the night What I speak, I write I need it like, you need it like Like we need it right? Don't do it for top ten or radio Hope 'fore I drop dead, I save my soul Know I got a hot head, but I'm staying cold I ain't a player but the mayor though Look, ayy Oh, we just gon' chill real quick, let's get it Anyone can talk to Anyone can walk through my block too Ask me any question, y'all can harass me When I travel, I'll be back, B Here's my math, don't ask me Why it's jerz? Ain't got a phone, it's Matt's piece My bad Matt, have to apologize advanced G You my whole campaign team And he saw something in me Thank you for fucking with me Lubansky Damn G, let's get this bank B Don't do it for top ten or radio Hope 'fore I drop dead, I save my soul Know I got a hot head, but I'm staying cold I ain't a player but the mayor though Yeah, I see y'all Nah, it's all good man We got this shit right here Y'all had doubt that I had a chance Took the only route that I can Now we flying in to South of France You can pout man while I dance Cry away while I fly away Another city to annihilate All I gotta do is rhyme today Tell me what time I'm on stage Tell me what time I'm on stage There's some shit that I gotta say Tell me what time I'm on stage Back to the city that I'm raised The mayor faded with a fade and stayed in Everybody's favor Soul made of gold, know that we major Way before The FADER More concerned how I came home, heard my homes was tasered By some pig, over sayer, cop, overseer Shit's over, I'm saying it gotta stop I'm zoned and laser sharp, but I'm here and I know I need you Don't do it for top ten or radio Hope 'fore I drop dead, I save my soul Know I got a hot head, but I'm staying cold I ain't a player but the mayor though