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vibe
She keep that ass to the sky
Heart so cold like outside
Lost so many folks dat I can't even Cry
I just give thanks for the ones by my Side
Cross my

the bottom
Take me for example I'm aiming for the the top even tho I came from the bottom
I know lately I'm having some challenges
That's why you see me I'm

Megan Good
The Draco its 762 it's all wood
I wish a nigga would come and try me
If I hit the feds who the fuck gone write me?
Not a soul not a person my

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some

this Dodie
Lil nigga I'm trying to get high as the ceiling
You don't even get it
Got stuff three five in my wood cause I'm in my feelings
I'm trying

c yo the plug just hit me up he said
We gone get it cross the border
We gone get it by the truck he said
We gone get it cross the border
You won't

me up then you can loose your life
I can't never trust no bitch the way I put trust in my pipe
I'm gone start this off by saying Nigga this a good ass

the wood, I can camp on
Gone head and put the heels on
Keys and I yield off
Serving face, even with my mask on
Unverified but I still make a check bitch
Mouth

to do 
Every days a better day 
That’s why I’m rolling two 
Put paradise up on your plate 
That food gone feed the crew 

Smoking good and living great

better not reach there
Me and my team we never gone play fair
young nigga run the shop like a wayfair
Nigga why you stay there, you don't even know

And to my unborn, your name's in my will, you're good when I'm gone
Oh, and free Riccy Raccs a thing of the past, 'cause my nigga home

There’s no credibility, ain’t no stability
When you can unleash your hatred anonymously
We all hated the villains in fairy tales
Good guy will win

on me, we'd be always all good
Fuck them niggas talking, put that money on the wood
They ever had a doubt, I'm here to tell 'em y'all could
Shit ain't

nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
Comin down grippin' wood
Keepin these motherfuckin' bitches
Callin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm

riding a bike (Right)
Good purp in my lungs, only reason why I'm high (Why I'm high)
I can probably do this for the rest of my life (For my life)
The stu

Cannabis cologne, up late, blow strong
Put my feelings in a wood, smoke them bitches till they gone
Wait, when I needed help, who the fuck gave me

me all off a sudden it’s hurtin y’all
When I’m alone ain’t nobody I wanna call
Make a call they gone spin ya block
They gone make him fall when they

got me feeling like rubble
Know why they call me the coldest these diamonds on me really froze and they hit like no other
Walked in the spot with my

wit me 
Holla at cha folk shawty its all good wit me 
Hittin up a strip or 2 blowin' thru a zip or 2 
Plus you know I keep a clip or 2 
Or 3 or even 4

it by my self
Lately i've established I can do this shit all by my self
Niggas turned they back and i'm like "fuck 'em, I don't need they help"
Man,

I got that HR on my back dawg
Got that HR on mh back dawg
I rep that holly holly wood
Holly holly wood
Holly holly wood
Holly holly holly

Me and my

heartless, you should really get a badge
Wonder why I would even get into that
Now my soul gone, I can't get it back
No forgetting that
How the fuck I'm

shot
And they wonder why niggas shot

I took tHe blue pill and
It's evidence was sHown
Homies from elementary some tHem niggas gone
I got tHis cocaine

by the time
They radio for the dogs i crossed heart
Can't tell a bad day from a death wish
Detour through the graveyard with
A chef's kiss
They don't