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Fleaa Mason

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I been down before
I been down that road
Tryna find my soul
Lock and load

I will up the pole cause it was crowd control
I made mistakes
And then I learn, them lessons made me very great
Let's celebrate I'm trapping our your crib if
You got section 8

I got the juice
But you can ask around won't find a different truth
I'm stackin loot
Hurd they takin shots make sure that it's 40 proof

Y'all been afraid
I been super cold before December came
Get the flame life gave me lemons I made Minute Maid

But f*ck the talk
There's a million reasons just to cut you off
I up the torch
you was playing games when I jumped right off the porch
I had support
Started with a lil then I had some more
My catalog
That shit like Barry bonds
But tell em carry on

I had a plan just to risk it all
To see my palace stand
I been the man swerving in my lane
You in a traffic jam
Plenty drip I'm riding thru Harlem just like I'm dapper dan

Avoid the wait
Hurd these rappers sick this that corona phase
Open range
When I shoot this Uzi, see my shoulders shake
No poker face
I made some dough today
And they suppose hate
You a square I don't f*ck with you I guess I'm outta  shape

I wasted time
Nearly lost my mind
I had to strategize
to maximize
All These dividends and all these dollar signs
I swear on mine if I ever lose I'm going Columbine

I'm in my bag
For all the shit I lost I couldn't get it back
Picture that
Fleaa a jugaholic when I'm in the trap

No right and wrongs
You should see the shit that I been fighting for
Don't watch the score
I been balling on them  like the final 4

Old guys
Talking how they had it back in 09
Dancin in that pussy I be screaming out it's showtime
Oh my , beezy still ain't leave up out that goldmine
It's go time
I get the 45
I'm letting 4 fly
Think you stunner
I'm off the ropes I hit the close line

Nobody safe I get the Trolling block my profile
I think you now
Cause in the end that shit can go down
I say they all clown, but in this circus they bring more crowds

Who next to bat
I'm skipping lines and I'm catching wreck
In  full effect you could find me where the steppers at

Oh plz
How you flexing with no cheese
Always talking bout some money that niggas won't ever see
That's something I'll never be
Working on my legacy
They saying tryna eat
While stealing the recipes

I told em the wait is over
They told me to take it slower
You niggas ain't really bout it
Like Kevin in paper soldiers
I'm stacking up all this chicken
Old money still got a odor
You claiming you fucking baddies
These bitches don't even know you

This bag talk, fleaa SZn here
I kick up the asphalt
Damn boy
These mad
Ain't this what you asked for

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