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Imma have my own Boost Mobile bought out by T-Mobile
Money over money makes the mogul
I'm taking over
Young scholar, living fast and growing older
finish my last jay
Don't end up in last place
I heard it like my dad say
Whoever has the last say
Regrets it on his last day
You got to get up, get out
Gotta trust the legends, catch on to the method
Worried as an adolescent, will I go to heaven?
Cubensis with my baddie by me, we're so connected
So
blindfolded and take they foodstamps
My team will get your team, we'll see who shook
Once I pull this nine out you gonna need more shield then Brook
Peace
email
And I'm going out of my mind
Think I'm losing my conscience
I got bad hoes on my
Johnson, shouts out Pink Dolphin, my sponsor
And I'm making love
I got a nine in chrome
I used to be out of luck, now when I get a boner
It often means vagina miner get to the moaner
I mean really cause it's
alone, I got a nine in chrome
I used to be out of luck, now when I get a boner
it often means vagina miner get to the moaner
I mean really cause it's
black bottles by my fireplace
Fell out with your peoples so you took the pictures down
Instagram ain't been the same since you so distant now
Took you
762s left him sick, he need a flu shot
Back to back roaring in them
Things like Jurassic Park bAPE hoodies on
Fuck around and get attacked by sharks
as cute as you thought huh?
I’m too rude to meet your mother,
Only cuz I’ll prolly fuck her.
All jokes aside I’m out my mind,
I’m a different stroke for
sell my soul or turn pompous
You don't get me get yo Webster
I'm so Tribeca
SoHo trendy
The hobos Fendi and the shoes do match Chyna Whyte is blessed
I
forget that
So I stand tall in the Ville
Even when my shoes get muddy
Cause it's that old soul new flow
All we make is hits
So cold too froze
We don't
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
that back
Tell me how you doing girl
With all that back
Ma you can't be serious I'm curious
My theory is that thing got a mind
Of its on or I think I'm
My mama say in due time
But I keep funkin around
She say it’s time for some akshon so git up and git out u thought I was just relaxing wit my head
jacuzzis going hootie with my role
Get some chowder from my nigga she gone shoot it up her nose
I ain't gotta tell her twice shorty doing what she told
You
walked up looking like a groupie
Walked to my face like she knew me
Shawty get paid off the nudies
She a new age woman how she do things
Till I walked
reached into my pocket
Blew cocaine on me
Damn she got it busssin out the frame homie
Loyal an bad she neva change on me
Long as I keep throwing all this
to day
No savings or trust just faith I must believe in hope
Sometime I can't even cope
Sometimes I've lost my way
Swayed by the ever growing trends
on wired
Look at my life that's triumph
Running till I see Zion
Break it down by the ion
Take back the kingdom that's the time I'm on
Mind Over Body,
chip I got left is the one by my neck, 'cause I been puttin' 'em all in, and I
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
Gotta get my mind right
yeah yeah yeah
Love is what it's all about
War is definitely out
They found a way to tax my grass
Now watch them get that law passed
By many,
a the pass and no one else could ever fill your shoes
You sending me up bringing me down got my head just spinning around
Come on in get on out baby why
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