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Four
Backwoods
Got my Mac
And my drank
Need a house up onna hill
My bank account get filled like everyday
It's not a lot
It's all I want
It's all I

Excuse me miss
I been meaning to get your name
But I ain't really into dms
Or following all your pages
Shit sometimes I hate to say 
That you may find me

on the block leave the door open
My Russian n**gas bring the house down, I think the floor broken
Got get some vodka, hurry up, I think the store closin'
(Haha,

Girl what's all the fussing and fighting bout
Got no time for all that shit right now
Bitch I gotta grind to make it out
I gotta get ona paper route

If you can't find
The light inside
I'll fight for you
When you get knocked down
Storms come back around
The clouds will always pass through
I'm

never really know
Until you slap and bump and just go!

If you gonna fight to win? 
We all in it!
If you really want the crown
Then go get it!
No we ain't

I want them diamonds on my neck cause 
I know that I'm ready 
Im bout to get one with this check cause I'm counting my Getty 
And matter of fact ill

2 face young ni**a fresh just like some toothpaste 

Komin foe you ni**as  finna mop you just like Iam blueface 
Too cray get ona beat mix it like it

First year couple 
They said it's trouble 
You'll never make it 
You'll get remarried 

And we've been fighting 
We sleep in separate rooms
Somehow

on and on, I'll cut you off
Fucking around with my money (Yeah)
Fuck around and get knocked off
Chopper make a nigga do a somersault
Stretch a mark out, get

STRT_TRUBLE nigga
Hold up
Hold up
Get your ass in the whip
When I pull up
You say I'm a problem
But you sneaking and geeking
With bitches from

man
I'm in
All black
Omen
Hallelujah
Amen, amen, amen
They been
Waitin
Waitin
Waitin
Patient
Tell my Dad tell Mama
We made it
Get faded
Day in
Then day

what she want
She gone throw a fit
Shawty bad, she be poppin tags
She get to the bag, got em mad
Got them bitches mad how she get to the cash
I think I

better
Sick
My temp is like a hunnid 6
So I guess i lied
I should be bed ridden
Somebody please
Get some meds in him
He keep screaming out
Murder murder

gota go I can't cuddle up
Get out your feelings hoe suck it up
I'm moving fast better buckle up
They hate but they can't get enough of us
They prolly jus

throwing dubs get em out the club
Only Bens or better
Cuz we fucking it up
If a nigga throwing dubs get em out the club
Only Bens or better
Cuz we fucking it

Surprise me how these niggas be phony
But the grind don't stop I'll get it on my lonely
Sick and tired of a coon nigga dissing
Shooting them slug but they

I been feeling heavy for a while now
Seems like I can't even crack a smile
I get weak I get weary all the time now
Gotta tell you what's been on my

Yo I just want to talk to you
You gone get it
You may not get it right now but I promise you
I just want to see you in a big house
While that ass

Let's talk about fuck the stressing it
Over phone calls fuck the texting it
Niggas want to pull up get the FN
Most these bitches out here and they setting

wanna get rid of you
Pillow talkin’ to the next nigga like a bitch a do
Bitch asked if ima hit, bitch ima hit the glue
If you want the dick I need chips,

as a young nigga , i can carry the sentence
This shit isn't for Dumb Niggas
I can make this a living
I Come from the Slums
So when i get it , Ima give it

Lets not get complicated
Thats not what Im about, no
They say my mood is faded
Kicked back in the parking lot, yeah
Don't tell me my time was wasted

on wandering around
And I need you to know
I don't know where I'd be without you
I'll keep falling down
But you taught me how to get back up again
You taught me