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And it hit you like Wam 
God damn fire in my hand Like I'm Mario 
Hop up in my cart and start it 
Now this shits goin retarded 
Special ed my medication

so its fuck what you gotta say
Im on my way
Im on my way Im on my way Im on my way
Don't give damn what nobody gotta say
Im on my way Im on my way Im

Hope to see a gold plate for one of my albums
We're working hard and then add some
I don't care that you judge cause you cant get none
Punk
Damn all

is this I see why she pointing straight at me 
Yeah her dark eyes that thick shape they want me in between
Then she walks by like damn damn this my jam

figures
You steady showing your figure
I’m tryna run up my digits
You steady giving yo digits out
Got damn, this the end tho?
Never thought i would lose my

just cappin' now you gaspin'
I'm just rapping damn I swear to God I'm just rapping 
Damn I swear to God these niggas cappin'

I swear to God if another

Morning till dark i was hustling tryna find ways to get richer 
Remember my momma was struggling i ain't nothing for Christmas 
We ain't had no damn

lone 
Bust you in yo lip 
African from Sierra Leone 
Damn that booty fit 
Ask again talm bout you need a loan
You ain't getting shit 
Put her in a corner

yah
I've been on the phone just sitting on hold
You've been on the phone feeling all alone
You've been running round your whole damn life
Baby just

Ms. Nonchalant
Confident & you're so sassy
Ms. Nonchalant
I couldn't let opportunity pass me
Ms. Nonchalant
Girl you make me so damn happy
Ms.

a nightmare
Yeah, I was so down but I chased the highs, yeah
So long, so long, so long, I
Was dumb, was dumb, was dumb, oh-why?
So insecure and so damn shy
Damn

see
Any other ladies baby you’re the one for me
If you want it you can have it cause I’m so damn into you
You don’t know you’ve got it but I’m so damn

We just riding high like we smoked before the school bus
As a kid i wanted to be rich when i grew up
Ima get the money up
Damn right i run it up
Ima

the back with the pretty thang
Riddin' on the side like the dime she is
Not even 5 foot 5 but she be so damn thick
The kinda type that you snipe like come be

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Look
I done spent too many damn nights trying to get it right
Everyday conflicting thoughts in my mind having fights
I was trying

shit, man give all the hate
Pull up my estate, check in at the gate
Pull up to your city, write down the damn date
Put it ya phone, make it a reminder
Got

Walking 'round Broward County, Florida, where the demons live
And I won't stop till their's diamonds in my damn face
Drenched in designer shouts out to my

gettin down to gogo
Movin' all in dih bih in slow mo'
Nigga off da damn drop, da 44s
Niggas tryn get through, da po' po'
Divin in the damn guap, speedos

different parents that's different colors
Bitch i still listen to spaceghostpurrp
I ride round the city designer my damn shirt
Blue glue my fronto ain't

Run up on these motherfuckers
Like its target practice
Banana peel slip n' fall
Now the neck snapping
My hands cramping up
From the damn trigger

I get caught lacking then imma dead man 

Young bull confused people in and out of his life fucked up his head damn 

Why you tweet when ya homie

The only stress will be choosing my ride
Should I get black, the blue, or the white?
Damn, damn
I just really don't understand how they get
Mad, mad
'Cause

the world turn
I just wanna see the world burn
Wanna see the world burn
Bitch I’m a rock star no band
I don’t really got no damn friends
I’m just tryna stack

I'm not too good at telling lies
I can tell she wanna to cry
I can see the pain in her eyes
Fucking bitches on the side
Damn I'm not too good