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to sleep early
Give me Halloween
But don’t hold me back
I was left to clean
With British Racing Green
I was left to clean
With British Racing Green
I’m sick

the pie
The much more there is to divide 
We bust in the door
Blow ya chest out ya back uh
Then blow the chest through the floor uh
Then put the chest

too
Yeah, you're so hot you're sick baby, oh bless you (oh bless you)
I love the way you way walk, baby that's you

When your hair flips back
When your

the morning regardless if you taken
I'm ma do you then it's back to money making
I'm ma do you like I'm doing you a favor
My flavor is better than sweet

in|My heart is wrapped around you|And it's boarded up with tin||And you say your heart is mine|And you say|I love you|I love you|Paint me the way back

soun na na
But don't hold back (Back back ye ye yeah)

So I can roll it up
And I can burn it all
And I can do just what I like before I give it up
But

hold it back, got me wishin' neva got ahold of that, ugh
Once in a blue moon, dutchman arrive on you too soon

I'ont get sad no more, bitch I get angry
I

I couldn't be another, man, but now you see I'm all but dust and you and me and me and you we're one and all 

One look back and you're walking 
Two

If I had to give you just one reason looking back
Attribute all this mess we're in to just one simple fact
I know you'll disagree, I know you will

the world what is really real
And I'm finna kill any nigga that wanna get on a track 
Run that shit back 
I heard it twice and boy it's still whack
What you

to her if ya game is wack
She on point, homie get your aim intact
You keep pressin', but you need to relax
Fall back, you need to chill with all that

stop the tide 
You'll go to hell and back to see 
Respite passing by the weak 
We cannot do the same 
Past tragician's future bleak 
You'll go to hell

better face it, no place for the wasted
In the end we all die, what you gave back, that's just how your rated
Societies cries, all reflective, can you take

And leave you with nothing
You'll come back knowing me
 
Get your hands on all the things that you can
Won't matter at all in the end
I don't care, yet you'll

want you to stop
And tell me you still want me
Now the cryin' stuff is over let's go back to doin' it right

I'm trying to be cool but I'm breaking all

talking crazy so I had to take the mic back
They like "Where you from?", I'm from over there
Yeah I rep the 4, throw that in the air
Ooh look at the wrist,

handle me, so get back n' let me do me 
Or I'll be that contrary droppin' your ass six feet deep 

Who am I? Who am I? 
Who the fuck am I? Reppin' that 2 6

never hit me back, you never hear me screaming
I love the way you stole, each one of my feelings
Baby you're my wish list, I hope that you can hear me

the plugs we speaking spanish
Where the birds at im moving packs back to back
Im so low right now dont test me i never lack
Put the whole gang on got shooters

yeah
Said shake that ass, aye, yeah
Said shake that ass, aye (Uh, yeah, uh)

Why shame a slut? get that flower, bring her back smelling like sour
She

Feel the vibrate of my phone
And look down and see a text saying
"You gone leave me hanging?"
So I turn back
Pull up to your crib
Get my shirt back
Stay

back & I run it up
Sit back & I run it up, yeah
Sit back & I run it up
Sit back with a muddy cup
Sit back & I count the bucks, yeah

Do life my way, yeah

19, she too young for me 
Strapped the city on my back 
Got some niggas saying I'm too young for that
I'm a Virgo, that's my zodiac
Always ready for

bout
Now you bout to find out 
Didn't fuck wit a nigga back then don't fuck wit me now 
Been on this shit for a while 
The niggas that ran in my house