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With a stack and some clothes 
And my friend wanna join 
And take off we go
Road to success we go 
Through St. Louis and Chicago
Ain't no bed to sleep in

give a fuck
Even though you broke my heart
You know I wouldn't hold a grudge
She dramatic, aye
She's an addict, aye
Everything she did to me
That shit

got designer on me I be extra flee my fingers always itchin 
Think I caught a flea rob you with no mask that's cause I love to cheese hold up baby

and i pray that all of my friends will stay safe
Put some respect on my name fuck with me never again
Laugh through the pleasure and pain passion is never

Louis for thrill
When you said you love me was it real
Faded of a xan I got chills
I heard you getting money how it feel?
In the streets they saying I'm

though she got the Louis V up on her tag
On her tag

Midday martini posted up by the ocean
Rollin up a port of that potent
Got me movin' in slow motion

the bad guy
Change my lane, take a bullet or a drive by
Don't say hi, hello just a goodbye
Toxic bitch that just wants to get high

I've been known to wanna

a real king in the making
Party by my demons even though they got me aching
I just gave her my heart and she left me heart breaking
We don't give two fucks

and we ride out, yeah, yeah Money appear like I'm a genie
Her booty big, Santosh is skinny Louis V all on my beanie, yeah, yeah
We keep it pushing, ain't

give a bitch chills
I know doe I need that corn mill
I don't pray to god nigga I pray to God E put you in a maze if you ever try to try me
Fuck this girl

shit
Unless the deal's right
And I don't give a fuck
About the shit you're spitting
I nearly lost my life to sit in this position
You feel my presence

machines (baow, baow)
Gettin' this money, it gives me a sugar rush
Think I'm diabetic, I got all this cream
Treated my brother like he is my mama's child,

know I'm rappin for meals but I want the mills nigga
Rappin in person I'm known to give niggas the chills nigga
Play me on Madden and you will get

at brain 
I give her flames she leavin fingernail marks on the frame
I'm not a fan of the fame, that's on the gang
Sidestep it like Dame, hop on stage
Feel

out got the steel, 
Im working to stack up a mill
Louis my wallet, tends to get stuck in my pocket
I bless the bottle then I pop it,
Check the results

Don't stop till' you a millionaire nigga
Hah Hah
You niggaz better listen
Kokaine (yo) you hear me
Big Kokaine (aye) aye aye aye ayyyeee
Mmm

the love everywhere
Even the enemy's eyes
Went from bitches dissing me
Now I'm liked by Nicki Minaj
Making history the God bodies, Vicky and Fah
Argh

Minor

tryna slip
To you, that might sound childish
But I don't wanna die, I wanna live
Used to reload in the .9, but I wanted .36
She give me head 'til my

rock 

Eyes like she finna kill me 
Been out to Korea 
E4 mob been winning 

Blue falcon seen that shit 
They quickly went and end it 

Sent they

that my music is put out sounding sublime 
And to pay for this apartment 
These utilities a crime 

I don't know how niggas do this everyday for they

Dance and tango with my heart, yeah you glide uh ho
Shawty is this what you been waiting for?
Well give me all that shit I paid for
You can pack it up

Who Knows 
 
Gimme all the fame and the glory, yea I want that 
Trailblazing flames, from my launch pad  
Shopping in Frontenac, jack, I flaunt cash

like your doll.                             
Got a Gucci belt. 
But I want Louis Vuitton. 
No money in the world could ever make me give you upppp.

Anx-

buzzing
Walking home from school
Me and my bait cousin
We never had no tool because it weren't that
Give me my innocent years back
Let me begin again, I'll