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bring the mac out

Bro smoke loud he smoke by the pound
You hit a stain we running you down,
To much water my diamonds might drown
I'm on route

I'm stranded in doubt
I'm feeling broken and down
I'm recollecting my thoughts
Still can't help but feel so odd
Been looking back on the past
I think

him with a blow in cold blood and murder em
Got me in my zone
Women come around cuz they feeling this tone
Niggas come around hand out asking for loans

Kalahari pussy think I'm finna go slidin'
Got her in the cuffs she call me Kamala
Blow that pussy up she call me Obama
The government is so far from

gon really hold you down
When nobodies around
Who gon tell you like it is
When you don't want to hear the sound
Sacrificial blow the whistle
Tell me

All the bros that's gone still with me
I lost my brothers, I'm still reminiscing'
And since they been gone, I ain't have no feelings
For my niggas

niggas on a song you know it's a wrap
Flow OD it start killin ya
Beat down yo door just like my Nigga did Virginia
We gon make the city bounce they ain't

I'm the bomb no tic tic tic
Fuck waiting for handouts nigga just standout
If shots rang that's man down
No game or time outs
No joke when a nigga

me so sad
Like maybe it was his birthday you know
It was his birthday
She came to the club, thirsty
He saw her first
They spoke for a while, spoke

ain't safe
Trynna get cheese while I'm dodging the grater
Watching you niggas get ate up by gators
Towed down with no Mater
Oh I'll see you later
I'm out

Beachy Head, New Year's Day
I came to blow my hangover away
Unload the dump truck in my mind today
Happy New Year
Yes yes oh yay

Too much wine
Too

criticised
Now I take that shit as a compliment
Straight back up when I got beat down
Man got his face kicked in to the ground
Look at me now at the top with

an issue and we surfing on clouds
Roll a spliff up and we choking it down
Want a deal where they pay me by the pound
Never a trend
Wear the clothing that I

shakes in fits
My zombie feet persist
Their wicked skin and ghouls within have got me by the wrist
I've seem them in my dreams
But now I'm not asleep

let me
Imma blow if you let me know
Yeah mutha fucker
Fuck your corrupt government
Fuck your corrupt politics
Fuck you fucking Nazis and your fucking

them racks out
Baby let me blow your back out
I got it mapped out
Had a good time till I blacked out
Don't do no capping
Instagram that bitch a catfish
I

Them niggas outside I’m shooting off top
See a opp I'm going to blow until my hand get hot
I'm going to put them in a box
Ain’t no sympathy no
We live by

We used to wake up on the westside
Half a bottle by the bedside
Late nights at battery park just you and me and dark oh no
I called that cab from

claims that they helped me in the game
Get State Farm on the phone
And when I think about it, ain’t no doubting, I’m just solo on the mountain
Ain’t nobody

yes I am
The great I am
I flow like Sam
I flow all week
I blow down streets
I'm on my feet
The beat by Yee
They know my fee
They know I'm deep
They know

You must think first
Before you move

Ready set go
I'm finna blow
Shoutout Yung Bans
Got that drip when I perform ay
Watch how I move just like

You took my breath away
You looked like heaven to me
But then I heard a voice say that it could never be
Gotta know my place in this world
Gotta know

the dance
But your actions never show it
I'm waiting on a cloud but the wind never blows it
Maybe any moment

All these things I do
Don't get me where I'm

I'm holding it
Thinking that you ain't notice it
This shit gets harder by the day
So I hope that I don't blow it quick 
No coke 
Not even shaft long
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