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This shit feel like
When you 
Getting bands
This shit feel like 
Summer body and tans 
This shit feel like when you counting bands
This shit feel

Smoke it up, I light this shit
I might just get as high as a bitch
Say hi to this glizzy, no pause
Boy we ride with sticks
World took me by like both

(Y'all must thought it was a game or some)
(Lil Chris Productionz)
(Aw, we finna make some magic)
(Gotta talk, tell 'em what's going on)
(Shit hard

probably shouldn't say that on a song

I am not here for the dumb shit
I don't facilitate fuck shit
Niggas is bugging
I ain't really with the fussing
We

I'm Leanin'
Still the same nigga I ain't changing an shit
Niggas seen I got cash started changing an shit
Won't give a hoe shit but a lil' time

Yeah
Yo yo
No label no investment none of that shit
Out here gettin it for real
The world on my shoulders
I been doing me and I don’t need no help

Yeah Yeah
It's Staxx
Woah
Oh oh oh
Oh
Know i don’t owe nobody shit But i still give em sum
Going crazy in my mind now im feeling numb
Can’t describe

shit 
Then you had a run-in with this chick that I was messing with 
And me, I ain't show no pity or remorse 
No sympathy for your pain, and I was pose

body, they lookin’ so fancy, I ain’t even employed
But I count dirty money, I make that shit daily, crack in the pot, I watch dat shit boil
Ooh Ima yung

Fuck up the shit I collect, yea yea
I don't forget
All of that dissing they do my respect
Niggas they got me all up inna booth and it's feeling like my

Shoutout to my moms
Shoutout to my pops
I been the wildest shit before a nigga even walked
Got to make it the house get up off the block
I got it off

vault
Shawty gott me sipping on voss see this shit now got diamonds no faults
Turn yo bitch to a stalker say she a dawg I'm still gone walk ha
Can you

They want the finer things miss them with that lovey dovey shit 
If it ain't diamond rings miss them with that hubby dubby shit
If it ain't robin

listen to my shit you get the knowledge (You gettin praise?)
Nah I ain’t spit for any ballers but the shit I put to paper is some shit to give you solace

door
We need that we need this we need more
Be ona block im post at the store
Call up my plug and tell em i need more
My brother died that shit hit

at the hoe
Shit, she know I be hunchin’
Hittin’ crunches and throwing punches
Our time coming
I see the light and it ain’t bright
But it’s a long tunnel
Feel

goofy shit turnin' you off but I ain't into that
Business partner in crime we won't get on that
She bust it open for me I can't lie her shit is fat
She

Alright, I pull up, hop out
Bumping my own shit
Sauced up, dripped down
Rocking my own shit
You come up, they talk down
They don't be on shit
Sit

boy
Don't make a nigga trip, lil boy
Why you lying through your lips, lil boy
You ain't really on shit, lil boy
Why I never see you in the street, lil

you bad
Then throw that shit back
Now bring it over here
And put it on my lap
Yeah I'm a freak bitch
I do my shit dirty
Keep your mouth shut
I don't

Feel like Pac

I just hit the fucking jackpot 
Gota bad bitch
I love giving back shots 
When she suck my dick
I talk my shit
Like yeah u got it girl

to stay on track
Raised up on the block the ones that I looked up to serving crack
Gave them trust that shit had hurt my heart ain't know that it was that

Tell the truth, a lot of shit wouldn't be shit without me
I was a nobody 'til you asked your bitch about me
I gotta keep my own protection, 'cause

some bread and butter
Ain’t no goofy shit we kept it solid since we met each other
Can’t associate if we wont risk it to protect each other
I be so high,