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knees, building go-karts with the team
Finding bamboo by the stream, made kites we flew in the street
Racing scooters and that, before the moving of sacks

stage presence
I acquired it by studying my heroes
Who were shunned to the side, the outcasts and the weirdos
That was my favourite, wannabe Jon Davis

the money  you should've tasted   I ate up tonya bag and you bums still still running late getting  fucked in da ass nigga  duck when I pass cus u know u

stepper I’m applying heavy pressure/
You a fuck nigga so I gotta charge you extra/
Fire sell itself don’t need no tester/
Yo designer knock off can tell by

not like this

seen a nigga pull up in a drop like this 

diggin in his pocket see a knot like this



20 bags walkin out Givenchy that’s light

VVS’s

on empty
I know why they sick of me
Member when them SoundCloud checks was 50?
Then I ran it up now its 20 times 50
Bad bitches all at the show tryna like me

on truth.
Morales and virtues
Now every time I hear the news
I need tissue!
All these school shootings
Bums looting
Nations dwelling
Governments protruding

Backseat bandit got yo bitch in tha whip goin crazy
Why tf you flex 20 10s that shit be hella petty
I'll hit from steph range big 30 couldn't faze me

her ribs
Brody tryna get a bag, I'ma coach him so he win
Make yo bitch fall in love, she get a dabble of this potion
By myself chasing money, God

The fucking nerve (Uh)To assume (Mm)
I transport by foot, apparently apparently few (Few)

Know of the scenic route, smuggling underground happens under their

the cover
Vision all black but the 20/20 hovers in the
Back of two eyes like a camera stuck on shutter
Born to bring the ruckus, hot coals in the stomach
But

Cocaine in the bag
For only 20 one is yours
Im hungry for some more
You seem hungry for a war
And if u want it u can get it
Just utter the words
I want it u

the content Bum shit
Shouting out names only when you see a thumbprint
Dropping dimes to authority to get extorted no comment
Heard ya out west no deal we'll

talking bout, we don't need no practice
We is practice
We the gang nigga, official tissue!
Bum ass niggas (yeah)
New blick came with a beam and some

son
Mike ain't buy you clothes that's why you look like a bum
If you say his diss was better then this I think you dumb
Ain't no creases in my forces

no time
I'm banging crip triple ones but I'm Fucking with the slimes
How the fuck you twenty plus and you Only got a chime
My bitch bad she exclusive

transaction
I sold them all for 15, let my dawg get the backend
Yo line slowed the fuck up cause they know that you keep crap in
Auntie call me every 20, she

blow these pipes like trumpets but this drum my favorite instrument
We been up on that score we started small and went by increments
So bitch give me my

baby
And see what it is
When you tired of that bum sex
Come and get with this
Tryna see what's in that sundress
So I can get in it
I'm just chilling I

hit twenty-two
But by then I was through
Every system

Wishing I would've listened
And paid attention
To them old heads wisdom
That they  was kicking

by his slouching[00:57.60]Could not see with his bitch on top[00:59.52]So I got the TV mounted[01:00.98]Got CC on my belt so of course she undone

bum[00:49.21]And my side ho, got two big tatas. She give me head, she give me mata[00:52.60]She gettin nothing, she gettin nada!, huh, huh.[00:55.57]I will not tell

Man, it's crazy how quick things can change
But how much perspective you can get
It's funny how hindsight is 20-20
Feel it

Confessing

(Yeah)
Go,Go
Go,Go,Go
Glrrt, Purple this is what i'm seeping
Mix with the sprite yeah i'm geeking
20s and 50s im stacking
Lil shawty like when im