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tryna shake this misfortune its like a bad habit

God loves a trier so im always down to take a jab at it

Im kickin shit, im Jean Claude Van Damme with

Right after you leave. 
Go do you ! Run it up ! 
Ima do me. .!
“He nice cuz he getting bucks. “ 
I sure do’ly 
Walkin round, touching notes 
 Turning new

I'm head ape from out the jungle
I'm tied with gorillas from it
Choppas they got some drums in it
Mob deep know how we coming in
Got bandz don't need

to play sane tell the world I'm a-okay
I need to break the monotony I need a shake
Like the face I put on great I guess my jobs complete
By its all fake

I guess I made it back
All the time I invested I gotta take
After the chances I gave
And the roads that paved
You 'gone spit all on my name after I

the towel
So here motherfuckers let's crank it loud
From the sweat on my brow my spirit shakes the ground
More seasoned in the trades, than the DOW
GME, AMC,

myself
Heard you out here sleeping 'round, I'm bout to go and check myself
It ain't nothing much to tell, I admit I really fell for you
Thought you was my

Under bodies inertia's got me
Wonder, you watch me
Botch this slaughter
Rotunda hardly making your rounds
Summed up a bad week
By jumping overboard

entranced, by you
With the way you wind it up, we gone need to line it up
Body on you
Put yo
Body on me
I’ll put my
Body on you
Just put yo
Body on me
I’ll put

aches
Got that pussy soaking wetter than a lake
Lick me up like A1 sauce on a steak
Ass so real you can tell by how it shakes
That lil boy he wifed it

I don't trip off hoes I hit that shit and let it go
Shorty off that Dusse and she gonna lose control
Why would I care what you say when I'm tryna do

not bread

Bitch I come from Brooklyn
I go by the name of sneeze
Smoking on some shit that smell like its some spoiled cheese
Big I kick down doors
I

popped a perc
Finna crush this xan
Finna burn this coat
Finna burn this verse
Lemme smoke my weed
Lemme make it rain
Wanna see it shake
Baby make it hurt

ice in new braunfels I had the coldest sack
started freestyling at parties I had the dopest raps
and if you knew me round 2012 then you know it's facts

down
They were hating on me going up want me to stay down
Got a girl her ass fat and she love to shake it round
She be putting on a show but I was

getting harder got to make it work
I'm employed by the pyrex till my wrist hurt
Fuck a bitch I shake the bag until that bitch twerk
Hey hey Imma hustler

shake it off like it ain't nothing
I'm tryna fill my soul but I keep coming up empty
I want to feel whole but how can I since you left me
Shit this life

feelings , i don’t want that
oh i’m slipping and i’m still running

the paintings hurt more than my pain
just shake it off and i’ll refrain
sat by the fire

loving the flow now
I wont marry but bae we can go rounds
Call her Miley I'm taking that hoe down
Ahyee
Slow down
It get Ruffin this turn into Motown

(Verse 1)
Baby, why you creepin' round the house at 3 AM?
Sneakin' on my toes, like a private eye with a bad plan
Eyes glued to my phone, like it's

Tryna make sure my fur ain't got fleas on it my dog
Yeah 

Uh uh uh uh uh yee  
And we gon ride around (uh)
Spreadin’ love ‘round the town (uh)
Make

I land, but no one welcomes me
Just this crater and burning trees

I shake myself awake and climb out the hole
Guided by the meteor's bright glow

out, scour round, holding out, what, homies now?
NFL, get man down
Ima buy me 10 yards, and build it on your mothers house
Nah I gotta ride out, Nah I

in the truth, now they fightin' back

Yeah, I came just to take it all
Came in to wake em up
Came, got hit, still I shake it off
Yeah, I am the one