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Verse 1:
Late night conversations open up,
Guided by this liquor in my cup,
It's taken some time to shake the rust
I think I'm finally on the cusp

worst days thinkin bout a line of coke
Goin back to what had my mind broke
Had my mind broke

cint no glory at the bottom of the pyramid
Only thing

there rent 
I said I keep a 223 and all my clips extended 
I said that nigga talkin shit
 You won't know where he went 


You can't handle all the shit

left me pop
At the bar, how much you got
Damn, you makin' this shit hot
Sixty minutes in the game
I'ma keep on scorin' huh?
Pedal to the floor, give up

You goin' out bad, I'm not bringing' her back
They want me to crash, but I keep it on track
You lovin' that thot, but she really some trash
Astronaut

step on the scene, drippin' designer[00:39.18]Hollywood fire, the dynamic shiner[00:41.16]I'm the drip king, diamonds on my neck[00:43.33]Glock by my

hands on her waist
Ian goin out for shit
Ian playin no games
She tell me to slide
Ima make the block rain
Opp bitch what
told her get on her knees
If you

never goin anywhere
Don't come near, matter fact stay clear
My life hasn't been too bad but it hasn't been all cheer
So if I ever hurt you badly it was my

get some bags and go fifty for ouncin

They got some bad cops, turn around, turn around, turn around Keep droppin' y'all moves when I'm rollin', I'm

Goin' in circles like a hurricane, I'm the eye of the storm[00:08.30]It's too calm in my brain, I'm across the world like fast food

I got my reasons for stayin' but if you can't handle the heat then you shouldn't be cookin
These people I see keep on walkin' around like they're so

time that we borrowed
I'm lookin' for that perfect girl that's gon' be right by my side
Ain't gotta worry bout a thing cause she'll be there till I die
I

Still tryna find my way home
Don't have to say you care, I know you mad just by your fuckin' tone

Spend a night with me, I promise you will never wanna

I'm a rock star
I've been steppin' heavy, goin' 150 past the cop car
I don't even know if it's true or not, move smart I'm the one to get them shooters

around
I wont take no bitch to Nobi
My plates will not be found

No demands, understand, got poles up in my truck
Hide my hands, in my pants i keep my semi

with you, rearrange your attitude
Be all up in your guts, we goin' up, nothin' but altitude
Know I wanna eat it, even when you know I'm mad at you

tell you rolled it good from the first hit
Little baby, don't you quit, I wanna see you keep on goin
Gettin' so medicated , girl, you know this weed is

and you still didn't get back
Keep dissin', let's talk on the facts

C-13s, this shit goin' boom
Click, click, click, try to clear out the room
Big ass, so

the burger on the menu
You're a small fry
We just pulled up on the block
Shot the wrong guy
Thought we all had saw an op
Had to drive by
But it really wasn't

get set up, by a fuckin' knat
Or one of my fuckin' brothers Either way, we goin' tit for tat
They tryna up the score Because they stomachs turn when

you up they gon adore you
I don't trust Nobody so I got keep a small circle
I don't got friends only got gang
Surrounded by family
My niggas gorillas we

throat close
Haunted by the past - peace out, I'm goin' ghost

From Chiraq to Wisconsin
YUNG XAN$ mobbin' on the motherfuckin' block
And from Chiraq

wear, you don't wanna take it there
I'm hittin' the gears, I'm swervin' the lanes, I'm fortin' to dash, I'm goin' insane, with
A bad lil' buddy right by

countin' up mula
No I can't fuck with them niggas, they hate what I'm doing
I hit the gas not the break, I'ma shake 'em
Im goin too fast in this whip and I