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to allow the body and the soul
To live freely
Allow spiritual forces to heal the soul
It be the Trinity, the tri-force link
The father, the son, the holy

a dolla'
Homie selling dope but if you mean, yea he'll rob ya
Uh, this true shit niggaa I'm use to this
Use it as my light
To get more exclusive shit, drop

a real steppa amongst imposters
Cuh gave me the game, Unk say I act just like his brother
Smooth criminals know we live by principles
1 D.I cuz thats one

two graduates in my family and when I look at their lives
That's not doing well in life to me
You see
What I am trying to say in a nutshell is that
We

Ay, let that beat drop
It's Hayes from the KY, shoutout 8k in this bitch
Twenty five hoes, pile 'em up, put 'em all in the Galt House
We gon' need

eat it up on the ah, yeah
Two-k let go of the hoe, she was green
Don't play we gone leave his ass lone on the scene
They said I'm on papers with no

only if you're ready, hold my hand I'm jumping on two
Girl your créme Brulée with a small spoon, looking like sour dough bread immersed in fondue, yeah
I

Jason
Two twin glock gone shake hesitation
Boy I can't dream cause the fears I face em' (Gace em')
Look at my left wrist, Just got a rollie got ice in

really get to it
We making a lot, a lot
We finna roll up yeah
We really get booted
We finna just box the drop
I hate the hoes that talk a lot
She finna

My lady busy rolling
Got that nasty shit
Laced with chemicals
That shit is golden
They don't sell nothing else
In the place that I live in
If they with

Hear the whispering at night
It makes you wanna stop it
Getting confused by the motions
Every time you wanna drop it
But no matter how you do it
Always

City, yes my flow is the Bane for these Jokers
I live in the booth, I don’t go home, fam I snap without photos
Said you’re cold but I’m freezing, take my

look buff
mans are on the chirps, tryna get a little muff
tonight is the night to enjoy our lives
no stress, no worries, no pain, no strife
no fights,

I'm smoking that dank cause I'm is
And it stank cause I did
Waitress turn me to the waiter
I dip no tip
Laughing straight down to the bank for the drop

a microphone
When I'm gone
My legend gon' live on
And they gon' sing my songs for generations to come
Kids at they lunch table arguing who the best out

chop… New opp wan diss on a track
Spin on this side you ain't making it back
Said he gon die imma make it a fact
Chattin on live hollows rain on his hat

21st birthday popping champagne
Shawty legal she about to go crazy
Player 2 gon' live forever
Grandkids gonna run my shit
Till they on they deathbed
If I

by getting married
That's a lie
You know a man gats to hustle for two
Yeah
Na how you wan take kill am
How you wan take kill am
Shey you no go leave am

B-boy two step is what it take to get me in that mind state
So I annihilate on the mic and the floor
Ev known to lay waste to those who dare come before

avenue
Riding down the lake bumping earth wind
Drop the top so I can feel the wind
For all of my fam that's sitting behind the pin
And for the ones who's

simple to me, I need my recognition so give it me
I drop classics the proof is just in the pudding, I'm a superstar they gonna interview me
I'm already

really get to it
We making a lot, a lot
We finna roll up yeah
We really get booted
We finna just box the drop
I hate the hoes that talk a lot
She finna

get to it
We making a lot, a lot
We finna roll up, yeah we really get booted
We finna just box the drop
I hate the hoes that talk a lot
She wanna come

& turn into an assassin
Ya wanna sleep so don't hop on the wagon
Gang finna eat tell em boys keep nappin
Wanna talk hot get pop what happened
2 shots
BOP