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of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge

We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we

Yeah, uh, aye
Sitting and faded and I'm like bitch where are we at 
Rhyming off the dome, I'm like lemme write that 
It's too hard for this little

and exit 196 went flying by

Now every 20 seconds it was like a siren going off
And her forecast was mostly clear and loud
And it went up 30 decibels at mile

will get bit by the dog 
They cannot see through the fog 
When ya going yeah 
You don’t need to find me
Nawze8 yeah ima keep it grimy 
Bout the music

When you seen what I seen make it hard to comply
Eviction rate high but we still out eating Thai 
Told bro we gon make it so he stuck by my side 
Waking

Breakdown steel Banglez
Presents breakdown

I know what you really is
Everyone wants to be the greaziest
You might think that them man are hard
But

Mhm uh
Ya
I would give it all up
Just so I can go back
It's like I'm steady going numb
Cuz I can't find the right path
It's like I'm getting lost in

Soul intact
The fire gets lit He's the one with the match
I don't want to drive
Seek and you find
What's really going on inside
It's six thirty five
Time

to get hit or dismantled hard
but you should fold hoe you're out of cards
I see poetry in pistols when they flowing
Verses biblical fuck it I revel in

gauge
Internal warfare, maybe I should burn some sage
Moving by my lonely Lord knows
I been full of rage
Wanna spazz out on a nigga
But no I been well

drill team these drill team members one must work with people they did not choose they're a group that was chosen by committee just like you are going

RuLA please just take me like where you going
To find me they thinking that they know him
Ill be okay with god i'm chosen
Y'all see this i know y'all

get turnt by myself nobody by my side
I stay working hard boy I stay on the grind
I love what I do I don't care for the shine
I can't fuck with niggas

Niggas better give me my credit
That's right yeah I said it
Haters trying to take my lettuce
Flow like cash but I charge like debit
Surrounded by

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun 
And then you'll run

Smoke big

Work the wheel
I'm dressed to kill
Diamonds in my safe
I wrote it in my will

Going hard nigga fuck a deal
Hustle for my mills
Long as I can

Hop on the wave got no time to play 
Shout out to tay k I'm doing the race 
You niggas are fake get the fuck out my face
I'm grinding so hard you can

before me tryna stay in it (tryna stay in it)
I know it's hard keep going ain't no quittin
Gods' got you in His hand like an oven mitten
My armor on like

Some fun shit
By a fun bitch

Step in the party
And you know i wake the bodies up
I been going dumb
You know you niggas aint hard enough
Niggas

Expansive six-room mansion taken by the government
Making Manson moves big guns I'm loving it
Suckers hit I'm dubbin it
Clubber lang clubbing it

the station, the trains flying by so near
You could nearly touch them, but they're going way too fast to commandeer 
We had no choice to give up and crestfallen

Yeah you already know what the fuck going on 
It's that Swoon shit 
Gone ahead and set off all the alarms 
Yeah, cause you know we coming in hard

Yeah
I got so much on the line
They don't understand my life
I work too hard gotta shine
So you know it's going down yeah
The winning is coming
Sleep