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These thoughts of mine are ugly my just leave this bitch in cuffs
Grab a sword go war and give a thousand cuts
You can run you can hide you can

by that nigga look how I'm coming
Out south yeah I run it, from the low end baby from the burbs to the hundreds
Hope this lil bitch bussin, I'm a kick

to the other side but I cannot change 
I cannot get out my ways 
Wake up and den imma blaze 
Shorty just won't me to stay 
But baby I gotta get paid 
Baby before

niggas don't have a clue
It's been a rocky road, paid for these blues
Five years ago it wasn't love in my crew
But them days been through
Big bro from

How the these niggas up when they team hurtin
Why you walkin in them buffs boy we know you purpin
All my niggas up all my niggas paid
All these

cool, yeah

Rolex and Suite, Presidential
My girl and these hoes sentimental
And did I say gentle?
I judge by the size of the bezel
I speak from the heart

Screaming black lives
Always by your side
Put down your fucking pride
We know what’s right
It look better when we’re all in the picture
What’s some

Even if I say it nice Never say it twice
Came up shooting dice gambling wit ya life
Cousin in them bars I hope that god treat him right
Never know my

(Sing it with me)
Money over everything, money on my mind
Not just a saying, it's a way of life
Oh ask me what's my type
Old white guys
On them lil

at how i built my life got that social credit
Look at how i paid the price with them multi threaded
Programs shorty what it do
I got the solution to your

and take his bread
'Cause this the game I play, we're gonna do it my way until I don't worry 'bout pay 
And I'm a do it by not soundin' like the rest,

Cadillac my pimp roots 
Lil nigga know I been smooth 
Since Nintendo ancestors whisper in my ear as the wind blow 
Clown niggas in the street must be a kids

copping no pleas, imma cock it and squeeze, my lil n***s slimey they rock you to sleep. Trap rollie on me came straight from the Streetz diamonds buss

stay switching
I'm saying doh gon head and put me in one of ya lil music videos
You know I'm tryna get my model shit poppin
But for real for real unblock

You really ain't about to type
1000 dollar adidas
You ain't about the stripes
Crying like a lil baby
And that's gon get you wiped
My bro do call of duty

You the type that gonna run from the Fade
I'm the type that gonna pull up get Paid
You better get yo bitch I saw her by The blade

Bitch yea I'm done

so cold on film she paid by the frame
Put this bitch in Pucci
Out here at my 60s Hippie Party off of L-S-D and all over
She got bites and likes all

know who we are
I put all my words in the art
I finessed a nigga and it paid, so i did that shit again
And again, and again, it look like the record

your name in a jar
I'm swerving, I'm smoking, I'm breaking the law
Bitch try peep through the windows, don't looking in my car

Dusty lil bitch needa

got time to hate then you broke
Like while you worried bout me your hoe and that bitch throat
And what's she doing to them lil niggas by the store
Ain't

the vibes
Upstairs, in a pent
And we paid that bitch off in full
We ain't paying no more rent
That boy he want him a feature
I think he off of the fent
New

I ain't tryna do the most I'm tryna be the best
Game so good you'll think I paid the ref
This ain't Nike you can't check I play checkers and chess

you claim
I did what you can't and I made my own way
I'm tryna get paid I don't care what they say
Addicted to hate they gon talk everyday
Addicted

Before I go inside this club i must carry my pistol
Lil bra got that 45 he trying to tax you like he Mitchell
But what don't make you stronger you know