Back again/ Selfmade Pace
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Bitch you to late my turn Come across yo face like some sideburns No ticky on from my timer In cocaine linen I'm Colombia pure Box a nigga out the box When the bell ring it's time to floss From cz to s1 to vvs on igtv Radio play never matter I'm in the field P Swing in that big body fast and swiftly Light skin thick ass please don't tempt me Had to get filthy to get clean Son of one no nigga can bitch me The coach and player who tf can bench me Rose gold shirt rose gold loafs welcome home rose Niggas talking dumb in the hood Better go home It's big money out here that's what I'm on Don't sleep enemigos still get domed I'm taking them trips back and forth Sacrifice it all at what cost Bitch I'm Back again what you thought They thought they killed me Them bitches lost! Toolie too lit too lit Good artist draw too quick Just got the pack now gotta re up Gold on dark pocket full living feet up No it's over when you see us Ya bitch see me she go team up No man behind from Ben to gorge I don't leave nothing Blowing that cereal milk no breakfast Go Brazy in mall like a wishlist I just wanna ball my only wish Love the cash like my only bitch My only son go get a Benz No bitch I don't need friends No fake family I'm solid with me in the end Fresh from the pen Chasing that bag It's running again Never chasing no hoe Back like I never left They asking where he go Did on my own niggas wasn't tryna help me Now they was there I'm on wanting selfies Backwoods only filled with the best tree Gotta say you looking like fine piece Cuban link diamond stains The way you sitting on me Ain't been thru my struggle Don't say you feeling me Always been huMble Stayed hungry for the bubble You go respect my hustle Still hangin with my niggas up to no good My niggas tryna get a body a leave the hood Told em get out the way Rollin niggas over like suge Mm Pay may or ignore me baby Shining off the moonlight These real jewels baby Cocaine forever Royal track suit Off white sneaker to match too I remember it was Ralph Lauren Boy I rocked thousand dollar garment off shoring I came up eattin hotdogs backyarding Nigga I wore bo hand me down Where them silly bitches tryna clown me now Oh now niggas wanna be down Fake gangstas streets clowns Been solo in these streets since a juvenile I remember layin back in my bunk listening juvenile Bitch I gotta play for keeps And I need it now Uh King EL a artist you don't punchline box with Taxing 12 from ya bitch For this watch I gotta get Gone head send 34 I just got the Bag Balling like I'm the truth All bout my greenLike a Celtics tatt Hella slump ton lean because of deebo ass Love the hustle so much Don't wanna leave the cash I never wanted to see you sad But the bag couldn't be last
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