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up, got him hit
Loose bowels, leakin' by his gallbladder (huh)
Ain't no limit to these soldiers, in the Nolia
They don't know ya
R.I.P. my nigga, Soulja

loaded, we the wave
Bring me plastic, let's get paid
I can show you how to wipe a 100K in a day
So what's the play
Ayy, what we on
I live by the motto, go

me every day

He looked up and had a sinister grin
Mr. Peterson, you know that that's a serious sin
The smile fades and then he asks me for a lighter
I

just grew to see it ruined by you imitations
I'm fast and I'm furious, plus I'm drastic and serious
You think you spittin' iller then you bastards

finally made it
Midwest causing terror in your area
Shit is very serious and I'm about to bury um
Until I'm dead and in the dirt
I'll be out there putting

the fuckin' Uzi
I'm playin' ion tote sticks, but I'll beat a nigga's ass till he blue and black

And I'm gettin' money just by sittin' in the trap
And I swear

head and words fly out like blood from a cut vein
F*ck fame, I'm just needing some head still
Unique and my tech's ill, been keeping it dead real
All I

once and for all
I'm deadly serious
We'll not go far
Get your shoes on and come with me
I'll warm up the car.
They took a long drive
Right out

I'm a Larry bird hittin these threes
Sittin in my 4 by 4, Castles closed
Use the back door, Sup Alfred, do my chores

Mop the floor with that shit you

reasons why they mad can't get they Mans back, he's new pack called head taps
We don't beef so play it right
If you play you dead Man
Red beams in his eyes

a main vein, make you bleed like a bitch
All damn day like a period bitch
So you better pay me back, I'm serious bitch
Don't fuck around with our goddamn

what you say
Nigga, I look dead in your face (Huh!)
Maybe they forgot they place

So that's how you comin', I don't see no way
Shippin' them loads, get

And there is nothing authentic about instructing people how to live their lives
When behind the screen you're no better than the rest of us
Being liked by

all the feelings
I'm trying to get millions
And count up them digits
My Nigga
I'm so dead serious
I am in the matrix
Playing not an agent
Been here too

the fuck would you lie to me
Sorry, don't do much for me
If it don't come with some broccoli
Like, here's advice, tell the broke boy, dead it
Rich people

fi take us Under
c no lie wi a tell dem bwoy dem don't careta
If it was up to Dem
Wi Could a Dead Long time
Chorus
Kill your Rumors
Kill your unjustice

say I ain't used to this

I hate wake up mornings, wake up from my sleep, oh, nah he dead
I been grievin' for so long, I think it's normal where I stay

geyser is ready to blow
Maintaining my grounding by planting my feet
Now I'm breathing this fire that the elders did teach
Got me flying around a new

controller dead, like dem gone sleep
Dem ah sleep walk, nuh know seh dem gone sleep
Dem nuh know cah dem blind by dem ego
Archetype, dem ah puer, mi ah di hero

gon die by the time I turn 12 well I aint dead
Yeah turn a pussy boy into a hindu put a red dot to his head
Yea turn a pussy boy into a druggie we gon

Bitches I'm furious aren't you curious
I am serious I tasted the fury of
All of you bastards faster than raptors
Never be my masters, all you bring

scratched up like a lotto ticket, he finna die
Them folks is tryna drain me out for what I got in my life
Chase a bag, bitch, yes, I'm serious, she lookin'

score

If I'm droppin' these glasses, it's green, it's the gold
I ain't got no doubt, bitch, I ain't lovin' these hoes
That Lee-Ed dead, it's stuck in

a tree
Im way too fye they need ac
Sippin dirty juice
Bitch this aint Hi-C
Boy, you a bitch, that's all I see
We gon' keep shootin' til we dead on concrete