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purpose right now to manipulate
Knowing the agenda see a bag then cooperate
Nigga ever since you been born you been a slave
Y'all niggas in the way
But fuck

thinking love is weak ,yeah yeah
But when I found my own, started seeing clearer things
Remember times, wishing i was doing time in your heart
They had me

these racks, like shift I got capital
Reach in this bag and shut all the cap'n up
I ain't trynna dap it up
Not trynna chill
Started with bales and now I'm

wasn't for the fame would you really show me love
Six months go by really thought I missed you
Reading all my tweets got you thinking that I dissed you
I

the denim round your ankles
Little devil with a halo
Come and sit by my side
And tell me,
"Do it, do it
Don't get in your head
You got to
Lose it to get it

I was never good enough for you until I packed my bags and left
Chose to be selfish for once and now I'm paying off my debt 
Developed issues through

All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking

All this talk of getting old
It's getting me down my love
Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown
This time I'm comin' down
And I hope you're thinking

You can hang me from a tree 
 Let the fighting dogs out 
 Put a bag onto my head with 
 Cobra snakes  inside 
 You can chain my legs and hands

some miles to go
Step on my bag you go
Bae you don't know how to swerve
Say that you'll never gon learn
Bae, what will you earn
We was on top

bitch
We got it by the pot

And this opp bitch think she foolin' me
Get up out the spot
Got a pokey on the side of me
A half up in my glock
And I'm not

And I lost weight too
For real
I couldn't eat
I felt depressed too
For real
Uhh
Now I'm right back in my bag
Like I never unpacked
I'm no longer jet

engraved
Tattooed in my brain
Crazy thinking about it
Almost all of the time
Gathering my thoughts
Everyone that's inside
Moving on, I swear
By the end

need you in my life
You stick around hoping that I'd change
What use is fighting when we're tryna
Work shit out, it doesn't ever make sense
I know you're

classic
If they ain’t with it bypass ‘em 
If they in the way drive faster
Can’t duplicate with no data
I was made to write classics
On my business I’m

register
I always be where the bags be
Baby girl say she a rider she was built for the back seat
Come on then darling go on hop in the vehicle
I came in this

a minefield 
Mind your step when you're in my space
Flight mode resume 
Offline in person 
Pipe down no conversation 
Bad habits your imitation 
Haters are

Pack your bags and we'll on outta here
Put your trust in them, but it was never really there

Now I'm standing here, i'll face the sun
Thinking about

since day
In my YSL bag, put some Gunna on play
Spare a thought for your name and your misery
You can blame it all on the game because it isn't me

back in the days, I was ugly, now I'm her type
Niggas worst  then bitches, wanna argue, never get back
Catch him by tha light , kill his motor , need

he D-Wade Now he can't feel shit

Niggas goofy, movin' stupid, gettin' set up by a bitch
Too smooth when I move, I keep a curry in my clip
When it

of the windows
Bumping my past
I would never sell my soul
To be in chains with your ass
I read to be Richards
Niggas don't know they past
We battle more than

She packs my lunches in liquor store bags
Spends my Unicef money on Marlboro Lights
Plays the golden oldies on an ancient transistor
And waltzes me

bag wit a brand new bat /
Brand new uni wit a brand new hat /
In my lane no looking back /oh  now they see me  look at dat /
Now they say I'm spittin