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Those the ones that I bump from the subs in the trunk 
'Cause I'm twisting up in CT (yeah)
I was in my Sean John hoodie with a taste of Sam Goody
Back

Jane & G.I
Like Puffy and B.I
Like tiny & T.I
Keep it exclusive
I’m private like P.I.
Take three shots of sea moss
This ain’t out the tea pot
this that

Yeah)

Ima hardbody
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)

I just gotta keep a gun by me
Swear to god Nîgga love violence
Send a hit like I'm John gotti
Gotta feeling ima

(He'd) watch her (me) in safe, for the night

She'd turn 22, 23, 24 each week by routine I'd watch her safe into her door
Another year would pass now she

with john wick
Be aware when I'm about to bite
Without MDMA expect to have a fight
My excalibur felt in the floor
Its ok cuz I got another by

Yeah I'm on fire
Tona to the 5 
Coming live from the 4 
I purchase in bulk
And I blow it by the O
7 days a week ay
You can't be friends with everyone

the shades off
Drop the roof on the jeep
No doors
When I take off
And I been flyin delta
John Wick playin when I take off
Got on the plane with the cookies

we get to heart of it
John 3:16 the heart of the it, not part of it
Talking life and death, it’s Spartacus
We talking war
1917
If we talking life
We

the jokes and laughter
Homies pistol whipping pussys when they in the mood
Goons bang banging at yo door, John Witherspoon
Elbows at the table nigga gimme

busy chasing the dough
Leave me alone close the door
I'm in my zone
Making beats
Evolving my flow
Awaking the beast
Get burned by this heat
Screw these

drink Nuh codeine mi doh lean
Tell dah big batty gyal Deh fi roll een
Hey Jodene
Me fi have yuh lock, not di ting weh kip di door een
Mi F yuh 9 times,

back
My brother
Nah I ain't gone say his name
My brother John fronted me a P he said move that
He can get it gone in a day how he do that
He said he

must remember the Charleston Nine
And Charley got shot by 3 whole cops
Gray, Garner, Chapman, couldn't breathe
Hill and Scott served this country
Eric

a door at the age of five
What I do to deserve this treatment
Lil Kevin he running them streets now
Turned to a Killer he a beast now
Got in trouble in

War 3 here
We finna launch off
I whip my hair
But I ain't no rockstar
Gripping my junk
Like she got a John Hancock
I need my bro here
So he could cock

and Jorge
3 For the price of 2 strikes you're out
My cranky ol diddy pa let me out after the second day on good behavior
I had pissed myself twice, so he beat

Grinding hard for myself Im trynna touch a mill
Brodie perkin hard tell Jigg come and take the wheel
Skr Skr shooting to the pops Jimmy John fast
Number 1

fiends, bare whores, bare kitties at the door
Man needs a cat flap too many shots I've secured
Defo cured by now bro I'm sure cah the wetter the better

I'm stuck between
RIP, VIP, MVP. GOAT, TBE, 1John:3; see you might be
The next best thing but not quite me cuz kids like me
Would always pick Logic over

There's a moment where you said to me
That I look like John Lennon
With my glasses and my hair embraced
By the winds in this heaven

In this heaven

Pocket full of C notes
Enough to make her deep throat
Put your girl in a hoe phase
She might fall in love with only three strokes
Never mine to judge

but you sucker niggas hate me for it
You roll up on me, catch a shot at ya Mercedes door
The bullets fly, you recline like a La-Z-Boy
All you do is

Then buss out yo brains
We sold it all
Now the inside like cocaine
Outside black tho
Still came in thru the back door
Don't know who did it
Call him John

They Would Send You Home 
By Time You Got In The Door 
Hear Mama On The Phone 

Damn... 
Where Did That Love Go 
When We Had Fist Fight 
Even When