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(Yeah)
Niggas couldn't help when I was down bad
Always got some shit to do
Ain't need no helping by the time they get to you
But it's funny how you need

We gon empty the place, like the Taliban
Your bitch at college, she getting dicked by the D1s
Just ran out exotic, I need to hit the Bumfeet plug
If it

single tear roll down your fucking eyes
And we try every night, to not blow up every fight
But we ended up each time
Guess I can't let it go and I'm

away the pain so i never wanna pass it
Niggas ain't like that so i got right back in my zone
Smoke by myself so i'm always gassing
Questions she's always

Yeezus
Bounce girl bounce yeah
Don't you settle down yeah
That nigga with the crown yeah
Is out here speakin' loud yea
Lookin' like Mbappe I'm mad with

and a paper roll
Rest in peace money making the banking goat
Pay my respects by hanging out caddys and let this paper blow

by brinks
Wipe my ass with the cash because my shit don't stink
Fuck it
I'll blow a bag because I will not think
Fuck a financial care!
Fuck

all retreat
Why they gotta hate on your boy? That's cold
I don't really know, but my music's getting sold
Better pipe down cause you acting real bold

amd warm whenever the wind blows
I'm smoking indoor but I ain't caught a buzz since like 2005
Still I smoke for my mental health though, I don't smoke

to the club party and have fun
So im back to makin plays you can call me Tom Brady
And nowadays everybody seem a lil shady
Im hoppin on stage and everyone go

hoes be all cap
Me and Sofly in this bitch
He make the hits and all I do is rap

Put my real life in every fucking song I make
Got on shorts they made by

Krainpaper by the bundles
Taking chances keep my head
Above water down bad for a long Time consolidating all my quarters Marinating is the Thought

gat, we shoot yo ass and blow yo spine
Rise up out the fuckin ash like phoenix down bitch now we fine
Crucifix, out the pit we coming Devil in disguise

ole dude that I found on the block

I won't stop I don't give a fuck if you hatin' bitch
Pull up on the scene with a 80 clip
If you talkin' down on my

the Flying ghost

Has it always been this way
Please come out to play
Fly me away
Blow me away

Psycho, Psycho, what a way to let Your mind go, burning up in

I'm driving down 209
Where you won't find
Nobody
who do it like I do it so they're playing buddy buddy
In this borough
I still excel
Pro level
Joe

Slip into oblivion in the backseat of the van
I wear to god, got so high, that I hear God again
In absence of the real world, reality hangs on by

and you know I got the drum
If by any means you test me imma leave you looking dumb
Imma link up with your bitch, have her swallow all my cum

I'm a god

the trenches cocaine on my sleeve

Whole lotta pain just to get to this point
Might bust out cryin while I'm rollin this joint
Got crushed by a truck I got pain

morning
All the hits

Daily routine for a bit
Ain't bout to slow down in this bitch
Fake hard in this bitch
Stop commuting to cubicles
Lifestyle not fitting

they hardbody but that pussy be softer then fabric
Catch him lacking i ain't playing this shit go deeper than rapping
If you come by where I stay
We get

Climb, climb so high

I was born on a river stream
Water flowing down
I'm a tree planted on solid ground

There's a will and there's a way
You'll

down, cos its so loud!
Every fucking ping from my IG spirals me
Back to my low end!
I'm lost in the (Madness!)
No hope in the (Madness!)
I'm lost in

don't chu test my patience. Cuz that shit is dangerous
Turn you into an angel make that boy famous

Oh I don't entertain it I know that they can't tame me