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Maybe pop a Lil Xan just to gain the youth
You know what I'm saying is true, it's no surprise
Just go with flow, along for the ride
Don't get me wrong,

real tame, cause I fed her a burrito
Now she burrow by my side, yeah, call me Jojo
But I'm really KC, I'll chief that hoe
Fourth quarter, all me, I ain't

thats a no now
You aint got no money boy u lowdown
Niggas u aint neva seen yo kids so u hoe now
They said that im better by myself like im a pronoun
Im

over
I got off my ass and I got a lil' bolder
Yo feelings may drift but mines sit like a boulder
These niggas might trip, but they don't push up on me

on

Play Jane, it's comin' for all that time lost
I was sittin' by myself, ain't no one check on me
Felt like I lost a kid, ain't no one hearin' me
Got

I was doing the dash
When I come through she be shaking that ass
That my lil bih and throwing it back woah
Yeah, tryna make me lose control the way

like I play in Texas
Nah I won't got on record what I say is just for me
Imma lil selfish
Wolfie known to whip the Jeep I don't drive a Lexus
But I gotta

the Rockets play
Call my shooter zit cuz when we bump he pull up pop ya face

I don't rap for free either
Want to hear me buy a feature
I jumped out and earned

The same thing that killed that nigga got my ass rich
My brother called me said, stop posting all them counterfeits
He don't know I ran off

play you
I'm tryna into your life and upgrade you
You said tired of the streets lil' mama
So I'm here to save you
Baby girl this is a promise
I'ma be

hitlist
Uh
Yeah and it's best believe I won't leave no witness
Uh
I don't play with no cards but I'm dealing 'em
Yeah
I'm running Ryzen with Adrenaline
That

like your are weakness
Hope im the one made for you
Let me turn on the sweetness
See you got that sweet aroma, dont wanna own yah
Baby do ya thing own

I'm living it now, you cappin it out 

If you cant trust me 
Then you'll never love me 
Just keep it real yourself 
That stress is bad for your health

Bitch you stupid
Cant nobody ever phase me

Make that nigga play the flute
Take his guns take his loot

I knew them niggas was pussy
When they invented

ways
All the crime complicates
I was pushing my CV pushing my CD
Everyday contemplates
For that lil Polo hatch
I gotta show no match
I was never ducking

There he go with that r&b shit again
They gone be like Top you cant touch a Motherfuckin like this man
I make this shit feel so real dont I?

Gave

overnight they get tough
Microwave niggaz heads get bust
Baby Mamas get piped out no cuff
Have her makin samiches then toe touch
Yea that nigga Lils a big

ain't enough
A lil' nigga that's stuntin will put a killa in a box like Chuck
CHEAH!

tryin' divide us off in divisions
Tryin' divide us by our decisions, take advantage of our kindness so that's why I'm vicious
I seen ballers rise

as I stand and deliver
Breathe fire in Japan, Godzilla
By popular demand till the fans
See that God got iller
I'm like Cornel West with scales on my

to make that Neighborhood Music,
as long as your there,
something to play loud, be proud of,
something to bump, to get drunk to,
something to fuck to, make

got any more worries to get
Nothing is empty is only dead

Lying away to focus on the feeling
To listen that life I've been living
Now I gotta pull out

Ayy, yeah, spread them asscheeks
Lemme lick that bootyhole

Lil’ freaky thot bitch give me
Head while her baby ‘sleep
Funny rap bars behind doors

up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
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