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stop me now
Don't stop me 'cause I'm having
A good time, having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws

the house like we don't care
'Cause we came to shut it all down now
No government around now
If you're not ready for healthcare
Can I get a hell no? (Hell no)

with broke niggas 'cause
I don't talk to losers okay - yeah
I know - you niggas heard them rumors
It's official
(Conglomerate) Cash Money, Young Mula
Pop

horn

You pop a letter to your baby in Richmond
'Cause you're feeling pretty down
She's kinda small but at least
She's a rich one
Oh, and she needs you

really knew me at all
How can you just walk away from me
When all I can do is watch you leave?
'Cause we've shared the laughter and the pain
And even

the grants
With my squad, we worldwide homicidal clan
So many stretch their arms out
To touch my loot
But fuck 'em dog beware of the
Owner 'cause the owner'll

Fuck a downgrade, focus on a down, yeah
Treathing space, falling 'cause i space, yeah
Hop on the phone, a bit, a town, yeah
Fuck a downgrade, i

enemies until they fry
Father forgive them, 'cause they not knowin'
My Glock cocked niggas drop
When my shots flowin'
My definition of a thug
Nigga

brains
Can't touch me, Faraday cage
One of us with the ammo but
The banger like the cancer don't (bang)

Yuh overtime 'cause I ain't have a mic
I was in

drop
A bomb on us how you supposed to dream big
When you’re stuck in a
Nightmare stay strapped cuz around here
They don't fight fair
Paranoid gotta watch

But you can't get no money, ooh, ooh
'Cause your ass got her "ja-fakin'" on
Be bumpin' in the grease in some bacon holmes
You know to put your ass in

heart of stone

What's different about her? I
Don't really know no matter how I try
I just can't make her cry
'Cause she'll never break, never break
Never

listening
Smacking babies at they christening
So you better grab your pistol
'Cause if you sit still
I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill
And I'm talking

raised me, grew up out in Baisley
Southside Jamaica, Queens, and it’s crazy
'Cause I'm still hood
Hollywood couldn't change me
Shout out to my haters
Sorry

on the thermometer
They raided my private plane
I went got one that's more privater
RIP juice WRLD, wrote that on two cups
Cuz pour out a lil' juice for him
Shit gave

fuck
But wait until her roommate leaves
Now I could give a damn
If her roommate seeing
'Cause if the girl get excited, she’s invited
(haha)

If it's

bitch like bourbon
(Dirty, dirty) i took the coupe out the lot
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout swervin', yeah
I'm 'bout to sign for a lot
'cause this shit ain't

but I think criminal instinct
Has pushed me to the brink, "My pussy
Does it stink? He still loves me 'cause he
Puts me in his ink
He does, doesn't he?

'cause them niggas on the
East is the enemy it's real

Ayo God, the heads is trippin'
Out in New York, b
(Oh fuck that b) fuck that yo!
(Fuck that) money

something to die for

(Curtis Mayfield: "If there's hell below
We're all gonna go!")

Deep deep

La'tasha Harlins, remember that name
'Cause a bottle of juice

tears

Now that I'm strugglin' in this business
By any means label me greedy gettin' green
But seldom seen
And fuck the world 'cause I'm cursed
I'm havin'

resent me
'Cause all they tricks is in a rush to sex me
But I've been heavy in this
Game since seventy one
The world ain't ready for my
Mom duke celebrity

What a ill year
I felt the pain and the rain
But I'm still here never did like the police
Let the whole world know, now I gets no peace
'Cause they

to the Lord
But he ignores me unfortunately
'cause I'm guilty
Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm chokin' off Marijuana smoke
With every toke it's like I'm