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heard?
Take my Sobi? I'll stomp your head on a curb
It's Lil Hurb, the mo'fuckin' menace
Sobieski flow like the rivers in Venice
In the spot, we fugazi

better come get your bitch
Gas in my lungs, yeah, I smoke by the zip
You niggas rats I can't fuck with a jake
You the face of the what
You the face

hoes
To all you bitches steady trickin' tryna get by

All in my dms talkin' crazy
Like if she was my Mrs
Probably missing her prescription
So I had

keep it humble so you can have a good time
I keep it light so you can have a lil' shine
And I sleep at night just fine
I tried to be kind, now I

we pop him in a jaw
Ayy, one, two, three, you can't fuck with me
I with my big bro, you know he reppin' 417 (LONGLIVE MELO)
The 223's push your shit

Ayy, drop wok up in my ice and now I'm daydreaming
Please don't pass the glock to lil' bro cause he gone stay scheming
Ayy unless his face bleeding

Life, Life, Life, Life
Yeah

I had to bust it up
I had to fight
When you're facing your sins
You can't act polite
Right when you wake
Or in middle

I be up all night in these streets with no sleep
And I don’t pay attention to ya cuz your shits so weak
I got a bad lil freak she suck me up with no

Malcolm, Marvin, saw what's going on
I know the left and the right talkin'' two different stories
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I know I'm strong in this life but

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my society, I'm labeled a menace
They smiling and laughing, I ain't joking with em (nah)
Put 32 slugs in your mouth like a dentist
Collard greens by

Day for Day

Kodak Black

Painting Pictures

2017

is Dieuson Octave, changed his plea from not guilty to no contest"
"Mr. Octave, I've accepted your plea"
"In the two criminal cases that have put his

talkin' to me, nigga, you a retard
Nigga, do this in your bed, man, that shit was Some feet, yeah
Bitch, I wake up in the morning, all I think of You is

a killer but you not that nigga
Not important in the slightest but you watch me nigga
See me in the flesh make sure keep that energy nigga
Talkin big upon

R.I.P. Karrine Yee, miss yo' ass
She had a clapped ass 240 too... an S13
Pull up drunk in front my shop and start causin' a scene
Talkin' trash about Omar,

shoota
I got a shoota 
For your shoota
Fuck yo shoota
He talking pistols
But he too pussy
To pull it
He talkin' down 
Howlin like he got a shoota
He got

main bitch
She fuckin' for Manolo boots
I ain't even in my prime
I warming up, beginnings
I heard your weak ass lil' song
I couldn't even let it play

Square niggas, they ain't cold as us
Ain't see me with that beam, I'm in the spot, you know there's pole with us
Your bitch, she broke and lazy, I'm in

Lil bitch tryna eat the whole dick huh
Lil bitch can’t even hold it huh
So fuck your story that’s a fairy tale
And fuck your feelin' I’m weighing scales

Lil Bitch, Yeah i'm steppin' in my 501z
Burner on my hip, ain't scared to die, know my time gon come
A lil nigga on the block, i'm posted with

grittin
Ask if lil Sarah want that meth, methamphetamine
My uncle don't even smoke powder, he a fake fiend
Hit from the back I make hits in my sleep 
If he

out, left the lil' hoe walkin
Not with the gimmick, I ain't with the talkin'
Big Mac, like Christopher Wallace
Hit from the back, she call me big poppa

money get your ass off the ground
Ain't no time for games
Don't stop blowing that loud
If you talkin' bout me
You know i'll be up in the clouds
Yea, yea

not mean politics
Bag full of tricks, play your cards right or get hit with a mac and get smacked by a sig
I got a mystery up in this van but nah I