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something more than just your company
Trying hard to mean something more
Your bottle poured
You only drink, don't wanna talk a little more
But in my core I

Bitch it’s Dream 
Don’t get attached 
I was working out my back 
Come and rub my Lats 
Yeah you daddy’s little girl 
Run and tell your man 
How you suck

Certain days,
My little gang cuz they be sliding together,
Blowing n*ggas face,
But they don’t even trust each other on the low, 
That shit crazy,
But

Of them super duper Yooper girls

Here's a little somethin' for the Yooper boys

He pi**** where he pleases 
And he drives a big ol' truck
Be with a gun

knows a little too much about me
And he responds too slow
And I think he thinks I'm a lesbo, so

Pretty boy, kiss me under the moonlight
Cause that's what

do?
What we do best, show the world truth

"if yo ass ain't fat then whatchu postin' on this app for?"
"if yo money little, what the fuck you tryna rap

burnt spaghetti

The Grinch stole Christmas, I'm wiggin'
I'll get a bitch for her Stimulus and spend it. I'm an ignorant little nigga
And I'm kickin'

a little piece of you, but baby that ain't never coming true, they mine as well get it up out they dreams, I'm the mac daddy when I step on the scene

Separating little Children away from their Families
Doin’ Jack Shit about School Shooting Tragedies
Hailing all about your White Supremacist Rhapsodies

Hook 8

black, little did they know, Wallace heard them busting through the door, grabbed the blick out the dresser drore, time to let it go, hit one In

niggas be talking outside of they neck but they running I should call em sonic 

Ysl heels on my bitch you bitch shoes little they causing her feet to have

wait a little longer,
I’ll keep us both from going under.

Can’t blink can’t think,
Can’t feel a thing.
You’ve got the taste of the devil on your tongue

it swift and mix it with the haze I’m so meticulous and rich with this
Number one pick at this go for days you’re illiterate like little kids
Only

Fiji
Everybody needs some lovin', somethin'
Music with a little substance, no dumb shit
This that Lamborghini lifestyle
I can treat you to a night

before, making 400 a day that's more than 10K a month, 
I was hustling with a goal, paid my cousin back, re'd up, Got a little more, 
Bought it whole,

happen
Sparked this little fire in the heart inside of a dragon
That same fire hotter than the sun that burned out the doubting
Cause I don’t need it
I

Spell it out for me honey 
While you’ve got me on the line
Come on spend a little money 
On me, take your fucking time 

If I get caught inside your

this hectic shit starting to make my life a little crazy
Maybe I get off on it
The excitement enticing when you so close to edge
You feel the air

Crime Boss 
The mount a gyal mi calculate it fly pass Mars 
A nuh just lyrics and bars 
So little youth keep calm calm 
    

Full a gyal mi nuh par wid

In the zone if I trust me
And my home may be a little dusty
But my dojo unfolds listenin’ to my soul justly.

Oh, wait, I did, yeah I did that (did

We had a time, we had a time
We had a time working on better days
I shot the fire, you took the bait
Does water still turns to wine with a little

no little yachty n***a, this a lot bigger
I’m talkin’ Yacht Masters, time just flyin’ pass us 
Preachin’ to the young hittahs, call me the block paster

talkin' bout North Philly 90’s nigga shit was wild as fuck 

First time I got stuck 

They got me for my little chain 

Came home huffin puffin, left back

He said which one is real, which one is a dream
All of it in his palm like a read
Keep the light low don’t want him to see
A little champagne
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