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cause i'm a dutch
Got ten dimes keep it a buck
I'm in my prime I like to fuck

Back of the truck slapping her butt
It is what it is i'm gettin this nut

the ten in Tennessee, when I see you, I'ma get you right
Fuck nigga tryna run on me, with my J's on, I'm takin' flight
Slap a nigga like Will Smith, don't

move mountains[00:59.93](With you)[01:01.10]By my side there's nothing I cannot do[01:03.80]Cannot question I know that your[01:05.32]Love is

life[01:08.62]You can go wherever you wanna go[01:10.69]Don't ever think nothing's ever impossible[01:13.02]Everything in this life is just

you ain't 10 years plus or hit a block, you ain't my day one
Don't play with me, you better hold yo soul, cause ill take one
Yea lil twaun on yo head

he live
Since lil homie talkin' tough, they Tryna run up in his crib
He gone know this was a hit, he gotta pay for what he did
In the window

racks
All them times I had to get up off my dick I had to run it up again and again
I just hit the bank again for the ten
Whoever thought the gang wan

been on the road damn ten toes(boyyy)
I'm robbing peter to pay paul(yesss)
I know y'all wey go want more (ehe)
Y'all wey go want more (bang)

This that

I could've been Steve Irwin I learned alot about snakes
It's memories that hit me when I go across Gates
Sit with me while go across cities cross

want to run with me?
You're gonna need permission
Mixing Juice, NF, with X
That's my inspiration and
This my composition
Get off my road
You're taking up

x you so ecstasy 
When you holla back, Like a Hit of dopamine
Then ya Kiss my neck Make them Hormones Release
Girl you Fresh fresh fresh Fruit so imma

think that I’m stupid

You wanna run game?

Watch me turn into Cupid

I make em fall in Love one by one cause I ain’t dumb

Your old niggas I ain’t them

one by one, no lyon finna build an empire[00:43.87]And when I hear the beat, I just walk that bitch down, damn, I'm like Michael Myers[00:46.87]And

2)
Yeah, I knew I could do it like matches to lighter fluid, shorty blew it. 
Before I hit a track I dump it in coolant
The weirdest of weird to do it

said I'm a wife beater
I can tell she is a fein, I can tell by her demeanor
My mamma warned me they fast, man, these hoes fast like a cheetah
But they

brain
Got this choppa, let it bang I'ma make it rain
When I hit the stage, crowds screamin' my name
I'll be going hard till they lay me in my grave

caught up in her web, I think I'll be in trouble (boom boom)
I'm on that hit and run shit, she want to kiss and cuddle (kiss & cuddle)
But I won't stand

We gone hit em too
I wanna shoot
I wanna shoot
Glock nineteen
Beretta ninety two
I wanna shoot
I wanna shoot
Switch on a eagle
And my twenty two
He got

list 
You break me down with a swiftness 
See you walk by with your midriff 
Forget it shawty you're on my hit list. 

Embrace your energy
But baby, I'm

myself to the point where I'm losing on part of my stash
Too much going on
People ain't seen a thing like John
By the time they do the problems been gone

the shadow of the penitentiary
Lit by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years running down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go

Born in

that's who I am son
How the fuck I hop off a porch and hop in a Porsche?
I got different types of whores twerkin' up by the liquor store
Had to hit

I'm nodding, can't hear a voice
Demons scratching the wall tryna kill the boy
On this Roxy, can't stop with these Opioids
Take a Xan to get by, that's

putting shit in the floor
Last nigga talked on the gang he ain't talking no more
Glock got a flash strike a pose
I cannot beef with a nigga backdoored by