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a shit man don't do that with out it
Gettin money on the same strip they took my daddy off of
No love for bitches less they choosing bringing daddy dollars

pause it
Cash flow
Comin in don't stop it
We gettin money but don't get demonic
I jus deserve to blow up and be poppin
Cause niggas be droppin the trash

clearer for you
You should meet me by the back door
I know I'm probably the last one you'd ever wanna hear about
But I've been in my bag as of late
And I've

As i walk through time
And i see these lies
And i see lives
Get fucked up by the white men
Envious is the men
Of the other, other, races
God damn it
I

and agree to be mine
Laying with you in the bed
Dreaming of a life with you until the end
You are the only thing in my head
A dream come true is not enough

thoughts in my head
Think I need some Tylenol
Spill that truth through this microphone
Facts I cannot live in the past
Flip it and switch up the gas
We never

thoughts in my head
Think I need some Tylenol
Spill that truth through this microphone
Facts I cannot live in the past
Flip it and switch up the gas
We never

by the way she moan
When we through hoe don't call my phone
Came through with a kilo lick
On god me and Stilo lit
Threw ya hoe on some free throw shit

suffering from love for so long
And now I’m done with all of that
You wanna spend some time with me
Gettin closer
I know I changed but things never last

an her face turned red
It was all over now were chillin in bed
Gelato in a joint we were gettin really high
Time was passin by we were feelin really fly

See I was gettin used to hangin my head
But my body language changin into bangin on my chest instead
I wanna stand on top the mountain just to say I did

of cap
Trappin by my lonely, trust no Nigga cause they steady rat
Are they saying free you cause You gang
Or they put knife in back
If you had to think

the time
Don't know why these niggas hating this is not the time
Remember when they tried to play me this is not the time
Baby we gettin it in we bout

shots count
In overtime
Just starting out 
Not even in my prime
Guess it was time to spit some truth 
Not the type for hiding
I rap it to you
From the top

It's Lowkey and Lil PSVCHO
Gettin' money, smokin' weed and writing music is the cycle
Going hard like game seven for the title
Yeah the flow is

Fuck on my bih 
Then roll me some 93
Then I go see what this paper bout 
Been gettin money since I was like 15 
Nigga Ain't have me no paper route 
U

Do this all the time
Yeah I'm working over time
Always on my grind
Yeah
Pour some purp in my cup
In the morn, wake me up
Yeah I'm gunning to the guap

I do my own litmus testing
Unimpressed by internet flexing
Deadset on bein the next best thing
Gettin these streams and reinvesting
Into myself, do

could be worse
I got roof over my head
Got a place to make some bread
Just so much to be grateful for but I complain instead
This life is a gift you just

I neva seen a man kry
Till i seen a man die
Kant look em in the eyes
Den you kno that mans a damn lie
Got some niggas down the road wen dey kum home

just riden by
It's a certain demeanor you must posses to live this kinda life
I'm telling you niggas keep yo eyes on some these guys
It's a million

packs on stand by
Young trippy nigga gettin money
Bitch dont ask why
2 in the morning eating pizza bitch Im that high
You said I fell off but you know

my people get them woke get out the bed ho Yeah
Keep it on the low don't let the Feds know yeah
When they know you real then they put prices on yo head

shine failed them attempts at blockin mine kept my focus on stackin mine
I can't control it

Had to let some shit go 
And don't hold back bout to learn