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Too many times 
And its all over

I need a girl that handle 
5'7 she parked by my phantom 
Cause I feel so abandon 
And she can hold down better than I

eating at McDonald’s, fries
And I ain’t talking five guys
But I’ll beef with you by surprise
Yeah foreignboi you crazy
In a rarri yeah I’m racing
Y’all are

Twenty five or something 
Wild and free
Living my life taking day by day
Slowin' down was not a choice
Why waste my time makin' plans

High over

can't afford to miss
I'm making these moves for our love
I do what I do for the trust
Sometimes I'm motivated by lust
But I married you for all

I can't feel a limb
Fam calling like were you been
I took the drugs like around 10
It's been five hours past 10
Yeeaahh
Xanax take my pain away
Xanax

the top in press in alive
Nigga got shot in 95
Never be after came out with live
My grand theft broke but I had the drive
Round 2k when my grade was 5
Had

I bet I know just where you wanna go
By that look on your face, we're heading out to deep space
Blast you off, I'll blast you off, blast you off

to death surrounded by the fire
Too much in my mind, super paranoid so I take my phone out and watch season 5
Can't remember what happened the last time

And improbably fucking yo wifey
Got checks like I'm Nike
And I Stay with that water like a Pisces
Stay high, I be looking Chinese
Flow sick it need a I-V
Two twin

crazy that I still get butterflies
I get lost in those eyes
Got me feeling sky high
Held these feelings inside
You just had to come by
Now I opened up
Got

handyman he keep them tools on em
Im from the East Big Blood but I keep them blues on me
We be playing with them sticks like we sponsored by Sony
And I ain't

fine
When we're driving around or giving high-fives, we'll be together
Alright

On a night like this (Let's just stay right like this)
It seems the world

damm you better pick the phone
Blind till they see me like it’s peek a boo
Guns by my side yeah that’s like my boo
Momma called me told me boy you need

Smoking like a fish on that reefer
Shit so hot its high fever
Understatement to refer to me as dealer
Slang pills like I'm taking care of old folks
Aint

on the hook-up
I'm putting on for all my sons like Devin Booker
Man I'm so high, you gotta look up to find me
Passenger seat, always got a dime piece
I'm saving up

kept movin

Impossible for me give up
I was born wit the will
On the road to success so you know i can drive
Let me live my life and yes I get high
I

by the wayside
East side, High
Joe Clark with the chains
Take em off, like it's night time
Sight beyond sight like I crime fight
Lionor with the sword

by the bag
And my brotha
Got the heat
What up case
Move with the
Action
High speed
When we
Passing
Everybody
Joking
But my cash
Ain't laughing
Break

bitch screaming harder than Lu Kang When she kicking 
I'm tryna stack up a million 
By the time I hit 40 man it'll be billion 
Fuck it my goal Jeff

and the ends
In the boat with my friends getting high up in the Benz
I'll take the booth and the road stay shitting on the game
Like fucking commode I got my

I been trying to
Make a way I 
Been trying to 
Break the chain 
I been out here 
Doing me yeah 

Self made self 
Paid that the 
Moto that I live 
By

Tryna run it up 
Need my stacks high
Heard em throwin shade 
You can pass by 
Ask about em dawg
Say he that guy
Okay 

I'm ballin outta control 
It ain't

Is that I’m here forever
And that’s only because I know that I’m leaving my message
It’s not to wake up work a nine to five
And struggle to get by even

five eternities add two mo years if ya jealous
I’m overzealous wit da speaking shit
Niggas b mad at my cadence cuz they chicks listen to my music when