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flow 
I'm in marathon mode 
cctually woke 
I forgot what I know
cshing the passive 
cnd crashing the course
Laughing at slacking 
cnd dying for dope

a chance for our last dance
Gotta rock out the best I can
Gotta stay ten toes, cause I'm only one man
Looking round all views, before shit hit the fan
I'm

bout' nobody
else In my mode, smoke gas, get high, bitch, I'm by myself
Baby girl, I don't trust you I mean, I do, but I can't trust you
I mean, I want

yo crib, beef, with me, you gon' meet the lights
Twin don't get no fuck, its do or die, he ready to shoot that pipe

Get up in that mode like

too the bread
But allergic to the cheese
Red chili pepper shirt, wit the  all leather jean
Ima rockstarr, I'm taking drugs by the 3
Ima rockstar,  came

can be what you want
And now success is only thing I'm trying to see
Gotta stay on my strong mode, never giving in

Never giving up for all this phony

up
Enemy keep on attacking
Put him on a stretcher
I was just lost in the world huh, I found the Lord now I'm better
My heart was cold as ice, then

we've been
through
He's a teen now by the way and that's a brand new adventure in itself
Anyway, he goes, Yeah, Mom, I'm fine with it
Tell our story,

Ambidextrous, can in both hands, bet I'm tagging dat
Cellie on the counter by the scale where im bagging at
Waiting on the plug to drop the addy

the scat pack
It's sports mode and almost hit a tier Hold a four from all the eight, y'all niggas
sippin' beer Slicky Ricky hit your bitch off some Belvedere

And I don't wanna come off as mean
But when you be wearing them skinnys you're looking like Mr. bean
And I'm just a fiend for the green
Solo mode gotta

like the litmus , Get this
You tryin'a tryin'a Hit this
If that booty paquito, I'm callin' a veto
Titties look like you got bit by mosquitos,
That's

and my beam, nah Fuck that I been sipping on purple 
Feeling like Melly I’m thinking bout murder uh, uh
I ain’t in the mood 
You should prolly move 
Just

mateau de thor
Mes neggas sont strong nous on sort du decors
Je m'éparpille pas pour l'instant mes weh sont en stand by
Young boy condamné à réussir et

Yeah
Bitch, don't get me started now, I'm back up in my mode
I've been sippin' today, I might just OD oh
Niggas say they fuck with me, they don't

like what city I'ma get it in
Always remember watch who you call your fucking friends
Niggas snakes cut em off by the fucking head
If you lead you can

say who
That lil nigga is let me tell you who I go by
JGM that turnt motherfucker on the scene
He don't need nobody cause he walk with
That beam he be

turd in a baggie
They think they gotta get back for they man, boy, why you cappin
Dont need no team, I spin all by myself, bitch, I'm a savage
Yea drop

cool,
But I'm hot motherfuckers.
Is you???
Say you dry, but I think you wet Bcuz you pissing in your pants
Homie don't you forget
You was seven years old

and turning I’m going insane 
I wanna quit and go blow out my brains 
This can’t be that dude from a week ago who was claiming that he was in grinding mode
Was

it's the family nigga
Nice and slow, nice and slow, it's how I let my ties roll
Lighting O's, blowing smoke, as I'm riding by patrol

If you get it for

avec la tête qui chute en arrière, j'sors du lit en mode Fakir, le sol est
brûlant sa mêre. Hmm.

Refrain :
Ling Chi. Ling Chi. J'suis trop torturé

sting
You'll be fooled by all my wings
I'll make your head ring
Baby, I'm such a pretty king

Make you bow down but I am no master
It's a big show, hurt

like a drum-line

Better not wait 2 times
To get away from one time
Nigga I'm in Go mode
And looking like a goldmine
Burning up big buds
Looking like