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gettin’ money but ain’t sign no deal nigga (You ain't sign no deal)
You say you fuckin’ bitches but are they real nigga? (Where?)
You sayin’ you a king but

to you
Baby I been praying for you
Say you the type who gonna leave a nigga blind 
Hoping everything they saying ain't true

Baby let me cater to you (Let

She wearing Mocler and now she think she hip
(She think she hip)
That coat from last year lil baby it ain't shit
(No it ain't shit)
Take fifty bands out

Carolina blue seats
I’m that baddest bitch that you see
True-see
Palmetto trees down the two streets
I keep it carolina baby this ain’t new-see
Groupies

college man
I did some wrong and some right I acknowledge that
But the past is the past and I can't take it back
There's something they ain't understanding

punk is dead
And yes I agree to an extent
So it sucks to have all this rage
And be stuck in this cage
Man it sucks to be young in this age
Ain't it good

you faced it
Mommas boy complex, that’s an oedipus
Pocket watching, but ain’t you in a deficit
Hoe you know I’mma up it, that’s a definite
You only run

the best of me
And I ain't running from no nigga that ain't in me
And I cant get my shoes dirty I cant get them dirty
Cocaine white Air Force Ones every

Yeah, so i wrote this song
So we can all warm up in the sessions
In the band sessions, ight?
Check it out
It ain't nothing but a warm up just ease

thru the struggle for real
Spent alotta nights wit no meal
Made alotta hits wit no deal
Ain't got enough cash
Cause i never ever
I never possessed a mil

to clown me
Now I get fresher than downy
Took the bitch down
She ain’t make no sound
Got the lil hoe drowning yea
All I did was put in that work they ain’t

Bagging it like Ziploc
A hundred on my wrist watch 
I ain't even pissed off seeing you on Tik Tok

I'm just way too busy to still wonder if you miss

Yuh 

Bitch you know a nigga finna ball
Ain't stopping till I get above the top floor
These niggas on that snakin' shit like ion know 
Give a fuck

ain’t made the same, oh no we ain’t same, yeah
Smoking Mary Jane, the only shit that’s sane, yeah
You weren’t at my low, now you with them lames, yeah

Big body Benz when I'm pulling in
We letting hoes ain't no niggas in
She say you tired like Michelin
She calling my phone for dick again
It's not

They ain't ready for me 

You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me)
You ain't, (Never), You ain't ready for me
You can't, (NO), stop me, (Stop me)
You ain't

want half of you
Home sweet home is the saying they say
But what if home is bitter and there's no where els to lay

Love ain't simple
Its crazy confusing

confused on the net 
Then they ask why I'm mad when I rap on the track 
But a nigga ain't mad, I just it with my chest like

Can you name another nigga like

Yeah
Yeah
If you ain't on my wave we ain't in private
I found out how you hang out with my oppers
I know she know my name she ain't a novice
I flew

This drip cost me 5 aint no reason for a caption
Piece full of pointers try to snatch it I ain't goin for that 
Touch it imma have them niggas shoot you

Look in the mirror, see the bullshit 
While you lying to the nigga from pulpit 
You niggas ain't shit and I stand by it 
If I say it, I'll do it, I don't

I ain't know nothing I knew I was from the streets 
We living on section 8 my big brothers sleeping with heat 
Damn I ain't know know nothing I knew

I been around for a minute
Little baby I need to hit it
If I lick it would you like that
I ain’t a clown girl I’m with it
I promise you Ima kill it

I ain't ever felt this way
Swear to god I'm on another wave
My past life is in a grave
You always lied
That shit was fake

I ain't ever felt this way