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bitches on me for a check they tryna trap me
I'ma walkin' lick so I gotta keep a strap g
If you want the sauce then you know you gotta pay a fee
She act

love I gotta get to a check

Atm Got more oil then the preacher 

Pour that shit up by the liter 

Everybody got blunts 

We aint passing the reefa

Take

refer you to Edel
I'll check for the time to fit you in my schedule
I fight for the right to light up and go mental
New Nike design customized on my feet

Turnin' my phone off, you gotta find me by a blood hound
And I don't smoke nor drink when I'm workin' on these beats
I gotta lock in 100 percent, charge it

Rolled in, I pop out
Can't tell what I spent
Put down your phone and look right through my lens
They be playing my shit like: "he did it again" (Oh)
Oh I

to the G
I start flippin that beat
Feel like im just in that zone
In that zone in that zone
Cuz I smoke that home grown
Im on that gutta shit
Peep up though

I get plenty money
Might as well be the bank by myself
Money from the internet
Yeah, I'm a pirate for my wealth
You take Zelle? No
Credit? Naur
Take

Like you gotta invest



Ain't that part of the setup we're marching against?



My dude I got love for you it's all g



But please


Hang up the phone

flipped and I got hit would you trying helping your dog to survive

-And if I die would you bother 
-To even check in on my sons or my daughters
-Knowing

Around 9 
But How Can I When That’s One Of My Busiest Times. 
And Cinemark Be Requesting We Turn Our Phones On Silent. 
Yo You Must Be Out Yo God Damn

3/and I got it in my reach Incase you try to think it’s sweet/I’m a product of the G/it’s like Gotham in the D/and I got this shit for cheap, I’m the guy

in my heart from when my mans died
All I gotta say is check the score we winning by a landslide
Can't be out here, lackin' that's, that shit that got

On that nigga with his blicky Tucked
Why this bitch keep callin' my Phone while I'm tryna get a nut
You niggas be broke as hell y'all Can't even show me

to make a movie
I don't got ice but my bars so cold need a coozie
Stay mad she choose me

Chicks check out when they see me
Thick bitch gave me neck all

tie shit
Let me show you a few things, a few things
A few things little baby, cause
I be on my Stupid White shit, White shit
(check it)
I be on my

the struggle too broke to pay my phone
Taking cold ass showers at 8 in the morning
I'm a motherfucking legend, now I'm aiming for the throne
Fuck the throne, I

anything but win
Bet them boys would call 12 if I ever tried to spin
Fuck I need some more shelves my traps getting way too big
And every time I check my

by the zip, now my concscious be gone
She know that I get to check, to that bag
She know I'm the best, not her ex, not her last
Just know I'm on go for

name, just move the big L to the rear and there, she's a valid Scrabble word now. Wrote her a couple checks, rack a month, business expense. Had

Bragging about yo job that's weak
Pass
The blunt
Dam I almost forgot my drink
Someone got a phone call
Facetime let that bitch ring
I don't need no bad vibes

but if he question what I spit
I'll let the stroller fly
Fuck 12, go head and check the menu, I got pork to fry
They ain't give me time to catch up, so

you want to
I've been by the shit, don't ask what I'm gonna do
Now, take a ride with the hoss
Half ounce of slangin' the soft
Now that's some OG talk

fold, didn't, oh, drop the catch Stop the check, let it roll
Pop roulette, chopper set Chop his neck just to stop success
Got two techs for this mess, you

i was raised to be a victor
And im clutch like a field goal kicker
Judge a kid by his weapon, house ball V
We at the alley haven't seen em in weeks
So