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what he hit from!
Ima show you how the shit done...

And if a bitch nigga hungry for it boy I got beef tell him get some
On the block I ain't got it

that lazy ass and put in work bitch
Nothing comes easy in this life, it takes work bitch
See the problem with you bitches
Is you think that you got time

bitch never learn From my mistakes
She got tired of my lies she got Tired of the pain
Smokin' hella weed trying to thank of better days
Started smoking

on
My boy don't try to make no hoe your wife
You know that bitch will do you wrong
She'll do you uh she'll do you wrong she'll do you wrong

But it's my

see nun
That's how I like it can't see what I'm riding

No I ain't hiding don't say that I'm hiding
Yea she a hottie the bitch too exotic
When the bitch

the cushions cause I had to lose it
Claim to be about it, they ain't really applying pressure
Talking all that shit like you winning but look who's bitch is

Niggas they some stains get em washed out
Bitch I'm in a drop blow the brains out
So much on my brain let the pain out
Lil bitch I was stuck ain't no

that shit on me (Firzt back like he left or somethin')
'Cause I done got hot than a bitch and I ain't even pop it 

I'm out the city
You know I'ma

the hip
Stay focused on paper Ain't worried bout no bitch
Play with the paper We flipping yo shit
Too much sauce Don't slip on that drip
You don't know me

on your knees begging for loud shit
I was singing now I'm rapping that's a sound switch
I was in the crib smoking weed by the pound bitch
Yeah you like my

big bitch with me
Yeah, yeah
Oh Yeah, that shit sound hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ten racks on me, thick bitch with me
Four-nick on me, big bitch with me
My

pain
You don’t know my muhfuckin’ story
You don’t know what I been through
I’m a walking piece of art
Bitch I’m so monumental
Looking in the mirror
I see

I make too much money 
I can't make love 
Baby I ain't tryna give u fake love 
That boyfriend shit I ain't got it in me 
Unless I got the henny 
N

Dinero Dinero Dinero

I keep the 40 right up on my side I'm really just tryna survive
Do what I have to do just to get by
You see the pain in my eyes

up the phone
Cause I can’t live without without you no
And she say I know it’s bugging you I ain’t enough for you
But that ain’t never been the case

'K, take his life
I pull that Maybach out the garage and ride
How the fuck you take that criticism? I know you tired

You ain't got no time to be

These bitch niggas keep comparing me
I got a couple bitches but they sharing me
Never lacking keep that pair with me
Don't try to compete it ain't

I'm from Levy City (across the bridge)
Nah, bitch, I ain't from South Beach, I raised me
Bitch my mama was in the streets (yeah), no co-d (no)
I

hardest Been that Yeah Boss ass Rich ass Bad bitch shit Only Yeah Aye , Aye , Ty’Babyy Let’s Go ! (Hook) Big Bank take Lil Bank self made bitch doing shit

We on that same shit
We on that gang shit
You better shoot
If shit ain't looking right
She say she virgin
Bitch why it ain't tight ?
You leading me

with the pain and I’m living with shame
Today I’m sick and tired I ain’t playing no games
I aint playing no games
I think I understand why they playin

that bitch
While I was on my grind I'm doing fine without her
When I was in SSC
I was flirting with my classmates
Knowing they know about me
And I ain't

niggas be movin' illegal we was struggling ain't tryna be poor
If they ain't lock up the nigga that took my lil cousin, then bitch I was uppin' the score

a weight limit
Shells hit his top
It's Red Lobster in his fitted cap
He can't stomach bullets
That's his ass inside that shitty bag
That ain't my bitch I