I don’t have time
For none of that bullshit
It feel right though
Right though

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What’s on my mind
Like-
All of that bullshit
I’m like why though
Feel right though

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All on my grind
Stack it up real quick

Goin through highs lows
Highs - lows

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Let me hit it from the back
She assist me
We take yo pack
Then she count loot
And I relax
Everything I tell her straight facts
I love guns so I’m always like brap
Introduce you
Meet knife
Meet gat

Camouflage
Cover me with tats

My neck
Arms
Face
And back

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Clutching my side
That’s a Glocky with a full clip

Low and high tides
Got control like the moon hit

Early days late nights
Mind do a full spin

/
Mind do a full spin
Shawty do a half spin
Like my baddies real thick
Love my baddies kind thin


As long as they bad
And the closest thing to perfect

Praying for a model
Cause I feel like I deserve it

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Codeine baby bottle
On the clouds and they bursting

Never coming down
Swear I swear it is not worth it

When I do come down
It almost feel like I’m hurtin

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Popped two
Lock jaw
Talkin in curvise
Stopped who
Hell nah
I am just emerging

Top soon
Like balloon
Will blow up for certain

Ima rockstar
Could be pornstar
She wan fuck
Open curtains

Give her my babies
And she say she want some fur kids

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Want a family
Three dogs
Thirty acres
Cabin logged

Want a family
Three dogs
Thirty acres
Cabin lobbed

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I’m like that’s why I’m working
That’s why you ridin
I step out
That’s a drippy n***a sightin

Bad bitch
She twerkin
Slim thick
She shinin

Come into my life right now
Perfect timing

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Cause I’m still puttin work in
Still do be fighting
Still at the bottom
You can still find me grinding

Some days I think I’d enjoy dying
But if I could give up
Then I’m not even trying

Life do get rough
But the pressure bring diamonds

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All on my mind
Glockies
And big licks
I’m a plotta
Go to the top(pa)

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Add it up
Add it up
Multiply
Never subtract

If I fuck up a check
I’m finna get it back

Looking forward
Never back
Why would I do that

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Im a go to the top ass n***a
He a go tell the cop ass n***a
Don’t even know why they still fuck wit ya

Spreadshot
Gauge 12
Man I should’ve kept it buck wit ya


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Schema
A dreama
A tricka
A monsta

/

Swipa
No swipe

Hotel room
Swipe
Card for entry
On guard like sentry

/

Deeay please
No more females on the top flo

But turn the music up
Cause you really make them bops though

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Let me hit it from the back
She Assist me
We take yo pack
Then she count loot
I relax
Everything I tell her straight facts

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I could change my life with a rack
Hire me to kill for ten stacks
I’d hunt you down bout a rack
I don’t take L’s
Good luck with that

Try it and meet my gat
I love guns so I’m always like brap (brap)
Pew pew pew
Skkraaa skiii

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Shoot it at my opps
Or I might buss it at police

Cause they prolly shoot first
Say my car smell like trees