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Boy we spinng blocks 
We spin the block we gone 
With my tommy on 
And it put me on 
Forgiato Cleats we in the dirt 
In a cat we gone 
Ain't no capping

that
When I'm goin thru it I ain't playin fair jus kno that
When I'm goin thru it I ain't playin fair jus kno that
I slung at tha store servin lil

Bitch, we can go rack for rack
Lil' bitch, I said we can go tit for tat
Send me a beat, I'ma use it untagged
You don't get no credit, I know that you

I thought our stars crossed over
All our scars glossed over
But it all starts over again
Then it’s over again, all over again
Tell me you ain’t

one, the violent yet divine son
They'll write a brand new bible bout me by the time I die son
You ain't on this, you just bought it, put no thought in

until that shit showed
I never fold
Im sticking it to the code
That shit was right under my nose and I ain't smell the odor
Down near lost my mind had

up, I'm full high
You lil' niggas can't kick, goodnight
I can't even let myself slip this time (no way)
Because if I slip, then it's over (yeah)
I

for real
Don't think I'd choose you over me
Keep it G
I got movie clips in my movie jeans
You wanna see
I'm on the scene I ain't tryna be seen
I'm mo

my heart will you set it ablaze
I got lost in my thoughts and trapped in the in maze
I'm surrounded by darkness, and there's no escape
No matter what

for niggas that's out of pocket, yeah-yeah
But I ain't tryna fight, Lil' mama, drop it, yeah-yeah
I need a milly, I'm gon' take my brother shoppin',

Ain't no otha niggas like me
Unless you picture perfect you ain't making it to ig
Say my smile nice she like it better when its icy
I just hope tha bitch

windows tinted 
I can tell who did n didn’t 
Cause me I done really lived it.
U ain’t never had to hurt yo own blood over business 
And it’s obvious
Yo

Minnesota, It's a lil' colda
I'm calling plays like I'm Fleck (Yea)
My boys Coors, Jump shot pure
Give him a mother fuckin tech
PTC Pistons, Nah they ain't

find the time
It's the middle of the week
This ain't even the weekend
Red carpet events, every time you see pimps
It's good pussy in the passenger seat

Cross Me

Plies

Realer

2018

no nigga, I don't need no bitch
'Cause if I get locked up they ain't gon' send me shit
Got a bag, I'll put it on your head, lil' bitch
Y'all broke

the hell I ain’t got a Passport
Not the one you needa test
F’s come with N’s
It be your last score
Ain’t daylight savings over
Why he gotta mask for?
I been

That's all I need
Is a real down bitch
That's tryna get rich
That's all I need
When it's really time to bang
Lil mama tryna hang
That's all I need

up with all them killers
Keep hearing that same song, turn it off, that shit remind him of his lil' one
Need to change his ringtone, he can't, it's

the wind
Can blow on through my braids
All in my face
Get on my way
And right about then I get a page
Who could it be
Its Hey lil' Nappy
And had a head full

she can't get over it
(Now hold on, where you at?)
Took her to the traphouse
(Damn) , now lil' mama trapped out
I said can we just be friends? Nothing

taking over
Finna pop this perc finna pop this xan man I ain't never sober
I might just kill my girlfriend if she say it over
If shorty wanna cry me

chest
Shawty passed by the crib got a drink or two then left
I ain't never seen her like this she looked cute in her lil' dress
It might be the liquor

I can hear this from over here!
Big Trvp! Yeah, Yeah bitch it's BG!
Give it up to lil bae with the pumpkin (Ouu)
Go bananas when it come to that

the pain
How you think you getting over when I put you in your lane?
I could never take it personal I just charge it to the game
And I got too much pride