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Sit by myself, talkin' to the moon

Just lost Mitch, on 8, ain't shed one tear
Numb to the pain, been through everything
I'm built for war, it is

niggas thought it was sweet
He got set up by a bitch, that's RIP
Bodies on bodies lil' bitch
Snuck in with XD
Walk down, walk down, came in the click
Do

rented
By the buddies' folks
Only one that you have is your Snapchat
So give 'em back that Rolls
(Roll, roll, roll) , and roll
Your ass out (Uh, huh)
Your

hashtag
Tell her let my nuts go, keep dollars on me
Creflo
Klepto, nutso, killers with me cutthroat
I don't wanna hear none of
Your ass poo butt songs

Then they go in the labs and
Make human and mouse hybrids
I mean they say it aloud
They ain't even trying to hide it
Oh you think I'm lying? But look it

Get a taste by the case
Music is the correlation if
You looking to escape

There’s writing on the wall that
You can’t write off
Dreams so big they make

Thank you Fizzle smoov, what’s good baby?

I been doing this shit these
Lil’ nggas dream about
I popped a Perc’ now I feel like Jesus now
F&N bullets

throw
You know my steelo
I once was a prince with the vision of a king
Now I run the whole thing
Not defined by the bling
Exterminate the fakes like

with him)
Shit get sticky, open fire with him
Fuck around, do time with him (yeah)
Cro in the feds
I send bread 'cause I ain't writin' him
Lil' mama, she

throw us in
Jail for protectin' ourself
And never teach us in
School 'bout generational wealth
So by the time he 14
He got a strap on his belt
Nobody

Ayy, yeah, spread them asscheeks
Lemme lick that bootyhole

Lil’ freaky thot bitch give me
Head while her baby ‘sleep
Funny rap bars behind doors

Talking on em gram
And I would kill Nigga well just to have a dad
I go by milo hit a nigga in the back if that hoe is a pimp
Witness on that scene wanna see

Here this nigga go with
This police shit again
All headshots, why you RIP my friend?
(Thank You Fizzle) never talk to strangers
I was taught that

photos
Ain't no white flag nigga that is a no-go
I was locked up I was rockin' them
Put your ass on a shirt just like a Polo
Yeah, all of my niggas they

Sometimes I smoke dope just to get by
I don't even smoke weed like that
Sometimes I think my bitches too fine
I don't even get mouth like that

cause she shy
I love to geek up, I get high
I was down bad tryna get by
Now I see shit that I want and
You know I go and buy
She said she wanna have

with them hunnids, I want that
Fell in love with the blue hunnids
I want that

Got my bitches all trained to go
When I say, "Jump", she like "How high?"

Ain't no way, I'm feelin' down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain't no way, I'm feelin' down
Would get nothin' if I frown
Came from one divided by nine
I'll

Ja wyczuwam pismo nosem i cisnę
Inni sms'ują po towar wyczuwają nosy pismem
Ten świat każdy się go zrozumieć stara
Wszystko miesza się ze wszystkim -

restin' in pieces
Greedo get poppin' like grease for no reason
(oh my God, oh my God)
Face tats on, janky lil nigga
Can't get a job so I'm servin'

a Brinks truck
Can't do it if it don't go my way
If you don't bring cash, then bye, bae
'Cause we don't have time to be wasting
There's too much money to be

through my phone
I searched the whole world over
Then I found I was in my dome

Bro, from the start, had
The hardest bars, bitch, i'm Marcus Smart
I go hard

Lefkowitz, Jacob Silver
Mordverdacht never dat
Seh' ich wie ein Mörder aus
Abgesehen von den Gangtattoos auf
Meinem Körper drauf? By the way
Wann kommt endlich

feelin
But its probly from the way you talk
Just hope you keep hanging on
So we can sing our favorite songs
But I just wanna go with you
And lay low with