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jive, where's your glass
We so dirty, we don't flash
Too clean, call us trash
Why's you always looking mad
Too great, call us bad
When we late, then we

Yo
Its the 2nd wave
Lil brother sit down and pray
I ain't seen sunlight in days
I'm covered up I cant feel my face
I'm hungry I need some food
I'm

I'm in my bag and only in the focus
Oh such dumb motives of this mad and a lonely world
We pray for happiness and bliss but not for peace of mind
Oh

She a sad sad bitch if I’m mad or I go off
Hit the dab in the pussy hit the woah then I roll off
Got a bag lil bitch so I gotta show my Rol off

a hammer to a nail
Come on just bring that to me
I know that you mad but them strings are pulling
You ain't fighting back you know we'll make a movie
Lay you

You're all I had (I miss you, Rose), you're all I had
At night when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself, talking to the moon

Fuck on a bitch,

you gone be mad at me that the 556 rip? (Brrrd)
This on my mama boy, ima always use my drip
You can't be mad at me cause yo' partner just got drilled

Gad
Run the program
Yo hear
Man fresh - like laundry with nuff soflan
A our world
Gad

CHOR 1

Pullup a the  block party
Widda quart and a glock

cause you ain't taking my spot
Yo you bum bitches on my time, get each one of y'all clocked

Got mad flow like two shots
Thug shit like Tupac
Dropping

go even crazier
A decade in the game and I'm still mad that they done bastardized
The culture for distracted minds
Attempt, I guess to maximize

Had to turn the tune down it was too loud (too loud)
I just fucked yo momma up ima beat her down (ima fuck her)
She jus said she wanna fuck me ima

Yo I just gotta vent dog I can't stand not being able to find shit man
Like this morning I couldn't find my glasses and that shit pissed me off
I was

Lemme tell you a story
Yo, I had this date on Tinder and it was going pretty well
Whole time she was acting like a lady
Talking real proper, good

Better back down 'fore you get fucking popped baby
Stop tryna check me
Get yo ass checked by me, check mate
Like we playing chess baby
Body shots bodies

Instagram
'Cause you piss me off on Snapchat
She deleted your fucking snap for what
To get fucking blocked by me
Turn into a motherfucking rat
Aggy

Stunting on my ex she see a nigga made it
Know she hate it
Bitch is jaded
Only fuck the baddest I can't do no basic
Life's amazing
Know yo heart is

Springtime and I still, feel very cold, 
The train stop, I pass by, yo very home
Here we go, once again,
Did everything to get you out my head, and you back

mane)
It's tha same thang same concept
(Get on em)
Bruh so be it fuck em
Know what I'm sayin

Yeah I mad ion say shit
Yeah they mad I'm in rap click
Yeah

(Ay, turn me up, turn me up a lil bit, turn the beat up)
(Yo, check, check)
(Ay, yo, ay,)
Cash out
Why he gettin' mad, I think that boy just might go

Boss Dog Player
Villain in the field
Little brother is a Slayer
I kill it if I can yuh
Give me your hand now
We taking a trip
Under the moon, fire by

type you see
Yo And I'm Marching through the sound
Like a rebel machine call me rage reppin
I step on the scene

One by one, we fall together,
ain't got

can't hold me 
Guess that's why I got to do my dirt all by my lonely
Desperado

They don't really want problems, they just want to talk it out 
Shotgun

Creative Coalition
Nobody Famous
These niggas ain't rappin they fake rhymin'
The shit I do require mad practice it take timin'
I'm surgical the pen is

Ooooh can’t let you walk on by
I can’t let you walk on by
I said it from the start
You shine like a spark key ignition
And yo dance moves is sharp new