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Surrounded by these snakes, I want Versace
Got no sympathy if you ain't working as hard than me
You say that you're my friend but you be robbing my

gate code

Got many options

But you the focal

It turned me on ..when you told me you aint have a social, aye

I bring the package, lick the stamp,
Goin

one was a bitch who did some shit out of spite
First one was a nigga fa some years ian like
Tryna interpret the meaning who finna die by this knife
Is

with a snub
He goin broke off sippin lean that nigga stuck ina mud
You never flipped a P before so how the fuck you a plug
We come from the Windy City we

mind
You go cat 5
You keep me inside of your eye
Through stormy night
She so damn fly
She pass me by
Im pacified
Im getting hurricane vibes

Its a hot

nothing to keep me goin
Sick of this path of life
Don't know if I wanna see mornin

Never alone but trapped in solitude
Nothing but fake smiles no reason

storm that we got on, yeah
This storm that we got goin'
Had dark days, need first place
Ain't satisfied my shelf
Had a set pace and a turned page
I was

Tell em' what I envision they'll deem me as psycho
The rate I'm goin hard for me keep the price low
Got to reach a stature you don't care to meet

can't feel my face
By the morning, I'm holdin' it in
But when I try to leave without a trace
Ain't no lookin' back, no, so don't tell me to wait
Cause I

I can tell by the way that she look
These hoes around me
They just wanna fuck, yeah
Goin out sad, nigga never us
Fuck niggas, I can never trust
Keep

even trust myself, looked into the mirror
Eyes red, glazed over, you can see my pain
Yeah
Goin' non-verbal in the room
Cause it's too much to consume

moment, never goin' home and
Callin' up my mama said I found the perfect woman, then all of a sudden, in the back of my mind
My conscience is quick

Get to the bands, I just run it up
I can tell by the way that she look
These hoes around me
They just wanna fuck, yeah
Goin out sad, nigga never us

talkin' bout

I ain't ran it up, I already ran it up
But I keep goin' every fuckin' day
I'ma find a way every time, grind out anyway
Got my heart hurt, now

before

You know I'm goin off
If I wanna get it imma get
Imma show it off
This the mission I will never quit
No time to blow it off
If you wanna make it

waiting for 
Somebody to play fr 
Ima show em 
It's ok I don't need to heel 
Keep goin 
Im battling everyday fr 

Told my momma
I ain't even the same fr

that hurt
Swallow my pride, 
Keep puttin in work
clways been humble, but
Fuck all these bitches, I'm goin' berserk 

Uh
Nobody know my name
(ooh)
Lookin

OUNCES 

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ITS cH LIL MORE DcNGEROUS 

WE KEEP c STICK BY THE FRONT TIRE

Hey, baby, what the fuck we doin'
We was goin' good, now you turn that shit to ruins, Baby is you stupid
I said that shit a hunnid times Baby, I'ma

a goat
Keep that tec, in my Saint Lauren coat
I don't need that bitch, she way too old
I don't need that bitch, she way too bold
I got a hunnid' band right

Weight, weight, weight, weight, weight
Woah, uh, uh, uh, yeah
I miss the older you, okay
Only I know what you goin' through
Lovin' ain't holdin' you

wifey
She down for the franchise
I got that hoe a white tee
I'm winning by a landslide
Don't fall for all these hypebeast
We Blow up like a land mine
Bro

Click, eat it, boom boom! Chilling with the new school
More than what you're used to
That's why when I run by, you ask me "who you?"
Let me introduce me

couldn't be clearer
the only one that knows me
She keep me on my path
So we destined for glory
My lil' Robert Horry
Comin' thru in the clutch
Goin' thru some