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How many times I gotta wake in cold of sweat
Body count be adding like the National Debt
Inside my neighborhood ain't nothing but a mess
People's

can't be serving 
The People 
Used a broom n cleaned a nigga hoooood up 
Came thru n did a whole lot of 
Sweepin 
I Keep a mop just in case I spilll on em

War
Doesn't bother me
Gassin' up the SUV
Watchin' the meter bleed

War
Just another movie
Just another thing you see
When you're watchin' TV

War

to the left I turn up to right
My people came to party yeah we aint come to fight
I turn up to the east I turn up to the west
I shoot at all the messengers til

Cant beat me I always got the Heater
Just cop the whip it's a 2 seater
Devil  next to me telling
Me to feed the meter 
Telling me to not spray

moment is close to reaching 
All the haters that been doubting 
They feelings will turn bulimic off the meter 
Two faces I can account for 
Hold up

I'm Spring Man babe!


(Springman!)


Surfing in this sea of hormones
I start to feel fine.
Jumping kangaroos
delivering love with their bags.
People

check the meter
Yeah my shorty make her own
So its cheaper if I keeper
Yeah im humble as can be and show respect for all my people
But I swear up in this

Trapped inside these walls of DEATH

Silent Fortress
Built in the age of fear
Enemy's target
Cursing who's living near
 
Three meter thick walls
Last

passing the meter
Bitches keep asking to meet us
Niggas keep asking for features
I told my momma I promise to stop buying all this designer
I drink away all

help me 
I been next 
No vacae but I stay rest 
Homies got my back like it's they own 
I'm thinking that I'm finally in my zone 
Now
People take my shit

from where I was I made it to the top
I'm putting distance from my past and I ain't gonna stop
So much going on around me need some time alone
People

sealed 
Double sealed ziploc baggies
Yeah I leave the meter running still
Don't test my will 
Bite my tongue before I speak 
Don't test my will 
And you

you think it was? 
You can’t measure me I’m off the meter bruh 
I feed her dick and she gon eat it up
Then I run her out that loot on citas ugh
If you

haunted by a sick & twisted poltergeist?
Whoa. That's not very nice. But I'd say it twice
Cuz all these people seem to do to me is demonize

They just

kiddin
Imma stick it in her jaw
Bitch I'm 21 and all
My money want it all

Head seat
Table where my people feastin at
Everything
My mama gave to me I give

don’t do this for acceptance fuck the people pleasers
I’m just tryin to get some money enjoy my
Life wit leisure
They used to hate and now my DM’s filled

probably call this China skank
Easier to rhyme and it's easy to be ignorant
Only group of people that my hate for is limitless
Not a hater though I love

Baby run away with me
If it’s trouble that I’m facing I don’t care
You used to break chains with me
Now in a room with hella people, no air
Baby run

Balenciaga polo shirt, arranged
I got the wagon, for your little band
People gas you only if you a trend
I'll make sure my words stick to the pavement
I swear

and meters and centimeters
That came between us, I felt the presence and never seen em
All those weeks I would talk to you
Turned to years, I got comfortable
I

the money, I meant that
And my money more real then these people (Then these people)
I can't trust none, so I keep an eagle (Bow)
They be watching my vlogs

and learn
I guess is my turn to open the eyes of my people
I hope you hearing me young in
Because this game so late Lethal
The game gets foggy when it should

I got the money I gotta keep running up all of these niggas they talking a lot
Flex on these people that think they be balling I pull out with