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Young F.L.Y.

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Nigga really think I'm rappin for the f*ck of it 
Hit a spree of jugs n it got my whole summer lit 
So I plot for the winter 
Pray for me a chronic sinner 
Chronic winner 
Eatin while I got the munchies call thst chromic dinner 
Bottom been there 
Ni my pockets full and imma smokin corner bender 
Put my flow in the blender 
Meal plan November December 
Cuz I'm lookin for gains like sitting bull lookin for buffalo in the wild plains 
Turn down paper planes backwoods to the brain 
Main aim get the change 
Quarterback my team the game 
Is so easy - you get it believe me 
I got bread ni I'm peepin that's the hoes don't be teasin 
Droppin classic after classic niggas asking to remix 
But thats stupid like a midget trynna play lockdown defense 
I'm up late erry nite just plottin n steamin 
Next level of the game it's gone take me just reaching , seething - wen I found out you had thought I had weakness- ni I'm flexin on you bitches like "haha peep this " 
Run wit Alaskan wolves nigga
Nd you pussy in sheep skin 
I'm addin, collectin dollars while you in the bed sleepin 
Nd wen you go to work i pull up on your bitch we be freakin 

It's a dirty cold game make you go insane - I'm not suicidal - but i take shots to my brain - big ass leaves filled wit designer Mary Jane - like my trees came in the plastic in Louie V frames 
I'm just trynna frame the lifestyle I'm livin rite now mane 
Old schools and new Jewels and Jordan Tennis shoes
Young Fly done came thru you knowin how he doin 
Niggas get to holdin hands and trynna stand in front they boo
Self conscious cause a nigga ballin harder than you 
I got bitches like the Ark that's by the two 
We Smokin & then We fuckin no time to woo 
Or attempt to sweep a hoe off her mutherfuckin shoes 
Im more interested in duckies grants red the Benjis is Blue
I cut the profit just to flip it Benny on you fools 
Dats a butcher - I'll get it off nigga but naw I ain't a cooker- 
Carl Griffith filled wit familiar faces different paces like braces wit spaces I playys wit shit you get paid wit 
If you n me was to switch lives to you it'd be the matrix 
This shit got my heart cold like a fuckin glacier 
My only peace is hella weed smoke and acres 
I wisened Up - can't smoke it all come get it I got flavors 
Put my all craft like f*ck it where will it take me 
Hoes find me so attractive they damn near try to rape me 
Pay the hoodlums just to watch the place and then I watch and duck my face play the game slow and safe take it at a turtle pace 
Just re upped and cleared my face bitch
Success so close I can damn near taste it

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