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myself I'm in the dark, I wanna be alone
Send some shots by yo' way luh' bitch we ain't throwing no stones
We be low and out the way so why they hate us?

out with these bankrolls
And don't forget my drip
I'm steady
Stepping on these nigga's
Don't get mad fix yo lip
I'm coming from the shadows of that

in a knot like hogties
Hit him with a 6 lil nigga that's a 5.5 (Fah, Fah)
Smoking on yo mans nigga that's what he got shot by
This stick allergic

collar
Fuck on yo milf and I ice out her daughter
Talk to me nice cuz yo money a toddler
Heat by my ice so I drip when I walk it
Meet with the bosses,

gone clutch right by my side
Shorty you gone ride
Or you gone slide
You gone be down for whatever
My ride or die
I need to know before i bring yo ass

give a smile
When I don't give you dap

I'm actually focused
Surrounded by greatness
But I heard yo new shit
And ain't play it back

Papa fucked with

All hail to the N9NE!!

You punks thought it was over for me?
I should prevail a institution
All of the high exalted punks
TechN9neee!

Move

(What? yeah)

Ooh, ONE like Ne-Yo
Hollow when it's comin' just like Cleo
(yeah I do) no, it's not the Migos (Uh, uh)
Talkin' to the pharaoh, free my people

cowards
Don't be mad when I run up at yo' counter
I got no doubters, everybody cheering from my tower, uh
Bitch, I'm the most powerful you'll ever encounter

Ay Yea
Ay Yea
Ay yea
Ay yea
Yeezy my feet and i rock Loui v you can not fuck wit me nigga by the way
Yo bitch came over and she tryna stay
Got niggas

I'm back
For a pretty penny I'll snap
And if you ain't gang I ain't gettin on yo' track
He a loser
Boy that nigga never win
Every time I walk by all she

fit
Hating niggas mad they can't do it like this
Call me conceited shit it is what it is
Biscotti, I got five
But I got 10 on the liquor store
Yo bitch

got to comfortable when she came through with no socks
You understand it's bout guap
You make a thousand in a day yo woman's attitude stop
Like mad

out from death can't run
Feds raid the crib they did a sweep
Be mad as fuck they can't find none
We got them Ps in by a ton
This ZA ain't cheap fuck up

the coffin
Surrounded by robbers and killers
My niggahs gone get ya
You talking get slapped with a 40
I'm really retarded
Don't get shit started
Or you and yo

me do me
I'm smooth nigga
Let me do me
Move nigga
Let me do me
I'm smooth nigga
I smell a fishy mad hussy on the side
Fupa hanging over yo button

bout shit
I'm 'bout cash
I cop by pound you cop by gram
I'm talkin smack bitch kiss my ass
I get money you get mad
You bitches unbearable like FNAF
I hit

down to my foot
It ain't my fault yo bitch be choosing
You can't get mad because she looked
Af you ain't neva lost yo brother you won't ever feel my pain

This is what it's like to drown in your patterns
When you create hectic circumstances, get mad, and combat 'em
See, I ain't mad, I'm just tattered. Torn

blow me
Talkin mad put green up on his head so ima call him Broly
He talk but he without his pops like he within a shonen
Run up in yo crib like im

by their mandem to look hard
Yo, I aim to be way more creative
Find unique places and rave on spaceships
And pull mad faces with light-up bracelets

Pull up by myself he still gone know to watch his mouth
Probably mad at me because his pockets in a drought
I'm gone have my way won't catch me

TuTone!!!!

Yea, 

Hopped Up out that coupe, Now yo BM gotta clear view, She ain’t never seen no star until she seen me without no roof 
& I’m that

are greatly exaggerated

Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax is highly complicated, cause I immigrated from
This singly-bred little place in