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have to feel that
Peel back my emotions 
Imma swim through the ocean 
just to get her love back
Fuck rap I don't need the money
It be funny how things

Never had love for Jake
Never Longed for the Dollars
If I'm wrong, I'm only wrong by Him
Pass the plate on
Food for my soul don't include Cheery O's

lookin like they strippin
But they tryin to catch a sucka
Pullin up and gettum tricken
Puma tracksuit with two braids in my hair
Gold pinky ring bitches

She used to hold me down when I was downbad so I know she different
Niggas get locked up free in 2 months so ya know he snitchin
She ain't been

(Ess Get It)
Boy I taught you better than dat nigga better stand up straight keep yo hands by yo waist real estate put you in yo place
How much food

and take em out but bitterness is bliss
For the procrastination rankings I'm da number one pick
Aye
Gettin' litty at the party got me stumblin
Tyson when I'm

paid
Them bitches that left me gon’ wish that they stayed
No we cant date cant even 50 shades
Get money forever this ain’t just a phase
Double my cup

or two
Cop a Q from you
Flip it, and maintain
'Cause money make the motive, and motive leads to action
But action is a problem when them niggas start

and foremost 
R.I.P POP SMOKE
We Gone Keep wooin 
Gettin this bread by the loft
Yea I'm Ape butt I fuck with da locs 
Wanna get some money 
Bitch I could be ya

stuck bitch, I'm moving
Don't give 2 fucks, cuz I'm grooving
Chuck the deuce up when I'm cruising
Got love in Bronx queens... shout out Brooklyn
And big

hustle
I seen a 10k summer from a nigga straight pumpin'
Lost it all
Hail Mary
Now he back to gettin' fronted
You think this ain't redundant?
Suggest you

fucking with us 
Two of the Realest out the business 
I'm keeping it g no fibbin 
Now sit back and witness 

As we 
Take the game by storm 
All my niggas

clear ring, it look like a stone
Go fast in a jag a nigga be gone
We poppin a tag, you know what I’m on
Open the loud the smell is so strong
I’m gettin

Times with the OGs
White T Gum bottom Rees
Shotty by the fence under Leaves  
38 Snub tucked in jeans 
Shoot ya wrist I won't catch a thing
Grinding Hard

trynna get it

Trynna get it for my moms
Fuck niggas gettin dropped left and right like bombs
Lil homie stayed the night and stole my shit by dawn
Small

got niggas with some foul intentions
Get to talking and they gettin' with you
Catch you wildin' on my name, I send the mission
Picture on a shirt

Fuck friends nigga 
Gettin' to that money bitch! 
Lets Go 

What you want me to say (Hmm
She worked the carpet at the mandalay bay (ism
You want

It's just another day
It's just another day

Red eyes, blue skies, dark times, bright lights
Late nights, new heights, i been chillin gettin high

people still lookin 
Made lemonade with these lemons and they still bitter
Jump on a beat make it July and it's still winter 

Fresh pair of jays two

Got two sons
One named Rayden
One name Jace
Yes I'm slayin surpassed the game
Surpassed the fame
Every wonder why i didn't make it that's because i

Bring Dem bags in (I gotta go and get that bag)
Used to be trapping by that trash can (Trap trap trap trap trap)
Dem folks used to call me street rat
Got

without a concern over money or health
Or a life without worry that yo phone givin government help
Or maybe a life that ain’t judgmental as Hell
Gram

Money race imma swerve thru da lane
Where im from wear ya name like a chain
Yungins masked when its dark like dey bane
No pausing shit, we love

Locked him in a 6 by 9 but they couldn't trap his spirit
That nigga so strong he make me look weak
Wanted to cry in my cell when it was meat loaf week
That