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These niggas fake man you really can't trust em
Yo homies they be snakes nine times so it's fuck em
Getting a bag by myself ain't no huddle
It's

Strikin' em out like I'm throwing out pitches
Rags to riches, mountains from ditches
Time to put on in my big boy britches
Get 'em all hooked no spells no

from California i'm gassing and braking
My fans wanna kill me cause I got em waiting
I'm bouta reward them cause they been so patient
They ask why i'm so

fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in

Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!

your heros are ready, I stick to my do's the vice won't change
Jesus piece tell their egos I'm ready, increase the grief I don't like em sane
Positivity

they all talking bout
Praying to the lord tell em let them demons walk it out
Ion mean to cuss I'm so sorry but they chomping bout
Ishki toli uhhpi

the hustle I do uh uuh
I be hot boy me I no deh cool uh uhh

For the money 
Come make we bath
 Make enter the pool uh uuh

Tell me make we motivate 
Go up make

blacked out way before the fire
Man, I'm fucked up in my hotel
If these hoes tell then they lyin'
'Cause man I'm

Blazin' up the kill
I'm too turnt with no

to kiss
I just tell her go down and do your shit
Oh bad
Man I pop my shit
Watch me do my dance when I talk my shit
They don't understand, how I'm slimey

the man you should run 'em by

In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide
I could've been deported
That's

the drop
I wanna see all my mans at the top
We grind and we hustle the cream of the crop
If he selling we coming to clean up the Shop
I'm barely started in

to jail tonight?
Guess who's goin' to jail tonight?
God gon' post my bail tonight

Man, tell them haters open up the jail (open up the jails)
And you

of the fact that I'm chill
Or maybe they just have some lil problem with me that they won't tell
But honestly man I don't really know
And I don't even wanna

Man tell me bro I heard some crazy shit man
Like the motherfucker been after me or something
What man you trippin. You serious
Yeah man Im serious

girls like that before, but,
I'm grown now, Trinna see what you on,
Tell the city, we aint like each other some years ago, but,
Really, we ain't been

type of bands
That get you knocked off by yo mans
I’m trynna spinna again
Give this gun a cleanse
We got plenty guns
We tote f&ns
I’m trynna spinna again

Here's the plan
I'll tell you in advance
What I really want
Baby it's the bag
Baby check the stats
I'm that bitch for facts
Fuck love
It ain't

the niggas the more I stay realer see thru the grape vines  (thru the grape vines)
I can tell thru ur lies ain't gettin em by (no u gettin em by)

Man up

Saturday Night

Schoolly D

Saturday Night! The Album

1987

tried to cop a limp
Rode around town in a couple of cars
Got gagged by the man tryin to stick up a bar
The judge said, "Boy, what was on your mind?"

a ditch and say I planned it
Sicko boy I'm the bandit
Candid I'll tell you how it is
Speak on who he was whilst I'm moving on
Keep it stepping along these

Vegas Residency

Paul Williams

Port of Miami 2

2019

boys show me love just for keepin' it trill
Dozen lawyers on the team, I'd rather keep 'em close
Bill Cosby dead in prison, I could see the quotes

i’m gone
Said i’m

Check the numbers, go add em’ up
Then go check the numbers
Go add em up
And maybe go check the numbers
And then go add em up
And if

pray for me
The village boy want to get money
To settle some bills and my mommy
If money dey she go Dey happy
See I Dey hustle hard as you can see I'm

Keep It Gangsta

Lil' Boosie

The Last Dayz B4 the Good Dayz

2013

chill
But fuck it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause aint no ganstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta