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got a fighter jet, but when do I get to fly it?
I'm dying for sky climbing I'm just as live as it gets
This life is at best a jest, but I digress, oh

Okay
First off
All of my shit is a bop
Coming straight off of the top
Bitch I do not have no opps
If I did, I'll just fuck on his bitch in a drop
I

I hold resentment for you
But uh uh oh no you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do
I wouldn't know just how capable
I am to pull

prime time while a nigga chase dreams
The WestSide didn't raise a foo, and a nigga was taught the rules
Imma do what I gotta do, just to stack my cheese

many times, fuck do I look like falling behind?
I done been through all of these tries of figuring out what the fuck is mine
I done heard that I don't

but its barking
For my dough foo
I let em know foo
Mula
Got cocaine, running down the bitch nose
More paid, hunny count the bank roll
More drank, what's

and cheating you probably think that
I hold resentment for you
But uh uh, oh no, you're wrong
'Cause if it wasn't for all that you tried to do, I wouldn't know

Five day stay, take a quarter mil'
Hell, if I know (take that shit off)
Take off the false flag
Take off perception
Take off the cop with the eye

like rapping bout guns, and I don't keep a pack, and I don't keep a toolie
I was down bad for a min, but just like a fighter I'm back call me Uzi
If I

Daddy I'm in Love with a Gangster

Knightowl

Chicano Ballerz

THAT KINDA SHIT THAT EVIL FOOLS DO
BUT YOU STICK BY ME 
NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS AND I LOVE YOU MUCH RESPECT
(CHORUS)
DADDY I'M IN LOVE WITH A THUG
DADDY

'm on the roll but rollin ain't a habit of a man you know, you see

Motherfuckers tryna keep me off my e.y.e 
I say hi, 
What you tryna see, fuck you tryna do
You

tiger
Pissed off
Now rip off
Jus like Oppenheimer

Band killers and they all a foo for fighters
I been tryna get mill I don't want appetizers
How he never

Our city lights, shine the brightest
And in our shitty lives
We oughta be fighters
We are the city kids
We do nothing but wondering what our life is

Too many scars my body running out of room mama
What the fuck is I to do mama
They told me money is the jewel mama
But even Steve Jobs still died alone

what I do for the numbers
They see the views they confused with the numbers
I would be to if I didn't know god was the one making everything move when he

you to sign out
Then you eventually find out
I guess it's clear

Nothing was the same like ever before
Foo fighters crashing over the Coast
New mining,

decibels steady move
Moving like vegetables never foo
Heard he think like a vegetable better food
I been stuck between choppas and revenue
Most my patnas by

a life
Locked in this 4 by 4
I'd need nothing more

Alone inside my room
Tell me what to do
I'm growing tired of books and tv news

Alone inside my room

'm just her little stinker
my nut like a foo fighters song, it's very stinky
i'm balls deep but they thought it was my pinky
i like my women hollow like

As freedom fighter freedom fighter like mandela
I am winner I know ama win one day ya
Stratify stratify
They lack sense in this industry
They do things with no

'm too cool[02:21.92]I'm not the one to be playin wit I'm no voodoo[02:25.49]If a dummy play wit my fam it's off wit his noodle[02:28.76]You know what I

yes I eat em just like stake uh uh
Fuck a snake, fuck a reptile
Yes I'm tired, I don't get what I deserve for what I do, it's what it is
Pull up pop

playin wit I'm no voodoo[02:25.54]If a nigga play wit my fam it's off wit his noodle[02:28.75]You know what I came to do[02:30.73]You niggas too loud for

(uh-huh)
Inspired by The Foo Fighters, if you quit, then you tired
And you liars could get a whole drum, and a new wire
Blood in my hands
The wrong nigga