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beds you know the iron ones/
And if niggaz want the smoke we got them iron lungs/
Lil black boys I’m inspiring them/
Brown ones, yellow even some Irish

lambos and all sorts
I done did that you man are small talk
Head licked back nizzy got caught for
Blacks snitched ahk on a real one
This is real life you

it when we drive fast down, vine in it,
Heart of a lion, I'm so fly, not even trying,
You boys so pressed, don't make me get the iron,
I'm in the city

You wanna know my name all a sudden?
Tell me, are you frontin or you stuntin?
Give me cash tip all or nothin
Fresh plates, car keys keep it running

fucked up a lot
Three G'zes by my side, then I walled it, broke so many hearts
What's my name? I'm a sad, I got a black heart. Run it up, run it up, run it

it burns the soul, man
They say business first, but black ice is always cold
You taught by the best? They teach you all the tricks
You pledge your life

Hoes by my side Cosmo and Wanda
Niggas be little hoes all up in drama
Thumbing through racks running up commas
Screaming fuck Iraq I ran

of Asian, black and white 
I see through Paigon's don't strap with I
Queens round me are deep
 when they talk about fuck boys and slags it's that side
LEI

my bubble
There's no need to mumble
I stay killing this shit
And I won't ever crumble, ay
But you boys gonna fumble
Every girl you chasing, black
Light

bitch, she a ten, so I'ma have to cuff
You see, I don't ask for too much, baby, get ready for this ride
Baby Jet be by my side, kissin' her mouth while I

10-8ths of wok
UPS just knocked, go get some turkey bags from Save-A-lot
She gon' make this chicken, she don't talk, she listen
Black bitch, but got some

(MIA Reggie)

These niggas know I'm in the city movin' keys like Beethoven
If I catch that nigga lackin' I'ma leave his face open
Dead opps in this

Cry
So che ti mancava l'Ira di Meliodas messa in stand by
Ora conosci le parti di me
Una The Blade l'altra The Key
E con Overgate apriamo lo Stargate

wanna be kings like tell 'em boys find me the crown,
Put man in the ground by the end of the round what you wanna come send for me now,
Can't exchange

or a shout
The lamps are still lit but it seems my family's split
Flashing lights
Folks lured into this white collar black hole
Then they boys in blue found

around phat like you can't get trapped in this black void / You see I'm a beast like all three of the Fat Boys / My R-2 Droid out looking for crashed

head high
Real niggas
We multiply
Smell straight dope
When I walk by
I need a glass of water
My mouth dry
Lucid dreamin' I'm hella livin' four mob it's

niggas Scottie Pippen
Red track red seats bitch I need a red key
You know Nel that's my brother and I fuck with SRT
Black glock magazine man I keep that

Fucking mammoth, the crew is steady jamming
Repping agnostic buddhist
Chucking claiming Janice
Prancing all over beats just like your
Boy was still

and he saying that he not
Lock him up, throw the key away
These niggas squares or someone box em up
(Nigga) i never been surprised by a
Bitch that let me

at the trap spot
With keys like a padlock
Ain't shit for me at the crib
But pops watching
My city really like a warzone
I got black ops i ain’t have no money

it, my niggas precedent
Gettin head in the whip, but not crashin it
Monster Kode, gang related like OJ
Friends know me, by my first name Victor

passed with every credit
Load the keys in the Yukon, black matted
Solar flare caused by the diamonds on my Patek
Donny be dripping, that's my alias
I'm

everyday a paycheck
Not checkers its chest, I'm blessed by the best

Keys to success, trap and finesse
I'm a Southside vet, pay my dues, pay my debts
Pockets