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Yea, I'll slide for my niggas whether right or wrong
The percocet it be my pen and paper I cant write a song
She using teeth I told her stop you

stressing

Hold up
Turn my back Vlone need like ten k for a song
I don't want that girl but she just can't leave me lone
Counting up riches not worried bout

(Woken by a crab snapping his toe)
II
Ang buhay ng tamad, naka-katuwa.
(Lazy bone’s life is no joke)
Masayang-masaya, (ha ha)/wala namang /ginagawa. (Happy

left her by the door
Yeah, she had my heart in a motherfucking chokehold
Man, I don't really make songs like this, usually don't really give a fuck bout

Step your ass back bitch I one of a kind
When this motherfucking song over hit rewind
Keep it fresh and lyrical when I'm on my grind
So tell me is my

here's a lesson
You motherfuckers, nigga, you should stop guessin'
And keep your fuckin' papers written
Cause you know this shit is fuckin' hittin'
I'm

business
Hop off
On another note
I'm arouse by the feng shui
Feel the funk when the drums play
Come stay jam out for however long Don't be shy, the time is

invention
Do they like what I create
Or are they being unnecessarily nice
My life has been going by, I'm learning throughout the night
That passion is what it

the concrete

As the world turned, our love, it went beyond reach
I was dustin' diamonds when I heard the tires screech
Saved by the bell when you yellin', you

damage
Neck is covered in diamonds, got the green paper like some cabbage
Lil' brother moves so silent, you don't wanna mess with a savage
Ratchet, boujee,

Moving on my skin like water
Catching my reflections on you
Sitting by the lake where the tall pine trees grew
Where the mountains 'round me
Whisper

Channing Tatum 
By the size of my presence you'd think that I never left 
Every time the pen to paper it's like a personal best
Heavy bars from the chest you

to survive or get crucified by the public eye
Don't know (don't know)
But I feel a little distant (distant)
Fading from reality the Polaroid is glistening

to do you wrong
You can tell that I love just by my songs
Little thotties call me daddy don't know what they on
Only you nobody else know what I really

more
Stacking all this paper let's get cash some more
Girl I never thought I'd feel this way
Need you by my side and you can not go away
Can you keep it

chrome
Spent dem rackz , get it back, did this shit on my own
Thot bitch wanna fuck, she heard all of my songs
We in the trap and we moving the bows,
We in

every song
You my motivation
If im ever trippin say the word & we can share Locations
No I don't reply
When we I'm busy
Probably paper chasing

Just say

right
But I'm in love with what is wrong
The worst things feel right
Gushy be half of the reason
You niggas decide to get on songs
Ayy, pressed over gushy

her song
She say my verse long, Kill shit like James Bond
She wanna tag a long, and get her feature on
I'm going in, I'm going in, I'm diving in again

do no refunds
Y'all can sing this song right with me by the time the beats done

Black boy joy Black girl magic
Keep it going Automatic
Original man

the money
These hoes, they go out sad about the money
These hoes so red nose, clown, in it
I'm a real ass, dog ass, bad ass bitch
So P-O-D that's paper over

of marijuana
Uh gotta get my paper right if not then i'm a goner yeah
Mego on my line he said he need it by the morning nigga yeah i barely on it
30s got me

the green
Like gamblers dey chase the paper
I'm From a place where nobody
Out be giving favors
And All my people do is hope
And pray things go fall in places

feeling like Stella
Gotta run it up by any means, active for that cheddar
I need me a diamond bust down beat, yea no acapella
Sweet tease light ice beeping