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Heart break kid sweet chin music I be kicking shit
Hear me on this high note don't it sound good getting rich
Plotting spoiled rotten when it come

If you know, she said, Judi, if you know Since you Judi, you should already know
I told Shorty, no, no, no, I don't She said, let me give you a**

that s*** is roll play, 
Look how all the youngins went the wrong way 

Published By:
50/50 Global Muzik Publishing/
Sony Music Publishing/Orchard

deceiving Eve
So I don't play with the word like scrabble
No I ain't able to rock like cain
Coz man's doing up praise in the chapel 
But I don't care about

This shit chose me I ain't choose it I had dreams of the NBA, man
Everything changed, still I'm the same man
I got so tired of doing the same, man
By

building my muscle in this game
I've been ready to play Yeah
See I'm that lame underdog
And with the pen and pad I'm a bully
Ain't nothin new to see
When I

dirt poor doesn't mean those are your roots
You so quick to bring a stick then grip n rip
The only thing you need to press is some investments
Bottle

stupid
Needa sit yo ass down go and write some better music
I ain't never waste no money on no bitches
You be doing shitty business you got shit going

that music pay
They told me lies, said I wouldn't make it
But I proved them wrong
Hit that studio and make a hit

That's that shit I'm on
Off the leash

Hold on, let me grab Mic a minute I heard my family out there got offended.
Whether I do right or wrong at the end of my song my intentions get

rap, don't do this music shit for fun
PS5, Call of Duty, only time you see me run

I'ma keep this shit a band, yo nigga bunk if he ain't us
Pullin' up in

yu a bitxh,and we know that yu a snitch,so stop talking like u wit it,

Draco for a ARPeezy,nighas shoot'n up houses,gon n Sob I'm by the tree,soon

they rhyme it sounding dummy
Fake smiles and they act chummy
I ain't play buddy buddy
They buzzin' but ain't makin honey
I'm king of the hill but They

commotion 

Think you feelin me let me rub you down with lotion.
My aura real potent, I think we started joking.
The drinks, they had us smoking
The breeze,

Train whistle blows
Same time
Same old place
The same time
Each night
And I see your face
The music plays
Sweet melodies
There's one more dance
With

friend, Bless you with the love for the music you the next gen
Feeling closer to my dreams, God, please help me down this road
So many emotions got me

bro get met with the tazer, the bitches I got is enriched in some flavor,

Fuck the music Im tryna get bank, when we bend through my niggas gon flank,

the place we ain't keepin score
Gotta let you go gotta make a double play
Got a lay over in Tampa Bay
Kick it with the homies quick y'all know it makes their

tripping about the tab
Shit i still sent them
Can't trip bout the tag
Cause i still spent it
Play the cards i was dealt
I don't deal with them
I'm the type

feelin keep it real or relocate
I been workin on my healin play Mayweather with my demons
See you schemin on what we did in the evenin yesterday
You know

stand strong
Spread the message give a fuck about a damn song

[Martin Luther King Talk]

Verse 2

We gotta infiltrate
Lead by example lets just

to the dance floor
Hold my hand don't be shy
Let the music show you how to glide to the rhythm of love tonight

Get down, get on the move
Move your body

earth, lighting up my day,

the bee to my flower, the power to my hour,
She's the rhythm in my heart, that plays a loving score.
the melody in my song,

They tell I'm wealthy by the chain, but let me show my house
I think bro I hit her too, she say she know the couch
Scam man coochie man scam man coochie