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time girl, I wont rush u *Be my lover friend on some lil john and usher
This is not pretend... baby we can slide, u stay by side
We so ride or die
Really

tho
We take ours like lunch money from fat kids
Cause for so long you played ur part
Laid low
Now it's time u stand
Till death we part
Baby girl u

place, for real
Trying to get me 40 acres house in hills
How much money would it take before I chill?
How much? I don't know, still
I'm feelin' like i'm

Were gonna be rhyming all day by all means necessary
When i'm spittin like a poet i feel like Lorca In the blood representing as a Borges and Gorka
I

hard for me
I can’t wait till my lil nigga finally free
Love?
Niggas talk about love now?
When I was broke and lookin for it wasn’t no love found
Fuck

passed by, but it only took a sec though
The Nile's gon dry but my money shot is wet though
No thinking I just shoot it to the back of the neck though

Back then they didn't like me
Now a days I'm a walking lick take a look up at my fit
These niggas wanna fight me
Buck if you want lil nigga
We can shoot

Got lawyers on the payroll we aint going passed the bookins
Getting high watching life pass by you can throw Me in the jungle and i swear ill survive
Im

finessed em out the addy
And when it's smoke, she hop out and try to delete em let anyone have it 
And she on go and got a lil friend thats like her they

feelings if you ask me I'm fine for real

I'd rather be by myself then surrounded with fake love 
I'm already numb I don't need to take drugs
Living out

of reminiscing how we lounge on the stoop
Let's take a lil time, to give back our roots
Start touching the lives
Of the people, and show love is something money

and hit yo partner
(Hit yo partner)

I ain't nothing like you niggas bitch I'm better
I'm just focused on the money getting cheddar
And you niggas talk

on payroll
They right on my side
Ion give a fuck bout what they doing
That nigga gotta die
Shoot a couple bullets
Through his house
I'm trynna take his eye
Got

money from rapping on beats
Can't get here by sparking up trees
She got down, yeah on her knees
Tried not to cause I ain't no sleaze
But I still just got

Talking up there with the pilots
Where you at lil nigga
You ain’t no mob
You ain’t no gang
You ain’t no squad
You don’t bang
Get stomped out ya frame

gold
Baby keep it 100 don't fold
I can lace you down and you know it
I can take you down and you know it
 
I know these niggas been hatin my style for

way too much to take on
Can't go to sleep because my dreams won't leave me alone
(Aight that shit just had me in a lil zone real quick)

Let me take yall back when a n**** had nothing
I aint fronting
Out here tryna get the bread like a muffin
Now im bussing
See these chains and these

thats a fucking crasher 
Rather then take precautions of this disaster 

Whats the fucking factor when your hit by the East side slasher most likely 
Body

getting the bread 
I'm on the come up it's straight from my head 

Coming off da dome 
Why does everything look better in chrome 
Why dat lil girl she don't

My anxiety ruined my sobriety
Tryna find a way to deal with this society
And I got some static if these pussy niggas trying me 
We all getting money

Religion just part of the many agendas they use to keep us blind 
Open yo fuckin eyes 
So watyu think 
Nigga i don't think nah nah
But my Mind on this money

or a cup of tea
In an out of school short an bald headed I remember I stayed bumping 
I was short an king winded mama told Lil Ressie just get the fuck out

know that we goin on
I dont care bout a pussy vro
Lil bitch, I am done with those

They be asking me how i do it
How I am finna make it
Imma do it all by