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stuck in the past
My demons they hurting
Pray to Allah but it's not working
My money blue you know I be splurging
Momma we lit one day cop a foreign
Aye

lit
It might be it
The very thing that we all need
Doesn't really matter how high the flame
As long as it burns every day
We need every part
To brighten

I know what I want
And I'm getting it too
Gotta love how it all comes back to you
Making money green
In my wallet it stay
In my new lit bank
Where I

Talking bout these hundreds need the money right away
Cause my momma need a brand new crib by the day
My bitch need a brand new bag by the way
My

them days I ain't eat
Now I'm touching these bands by the week
A lot of shit it ain't what it seem
So I'm just tryna get to this green
I'm just a young

and faded 
Damn we made this
My niggas
Damn we made it
Fuck being famous
On fire so we stay lit
Making money off a playlist
More money more problem
Wouldn't

This shit ain't given I had to go get it
(I had to go get that shit)
Uhhu
Used to have the block hot then I had the crib lit (It's lit)
Uhhu
Talking that

definitely have to be intelligent

Baby let me know if you can handle it
Cause girl I got them flowers
And the candle lit
Got me bugging but
As long as this is

Just hit ah lick, ooowee
Got ah new bitch, ooowee
Look at my wrist, oooweee
Nigga I'm lit, oooweee
Oooweee
Oooweee
Just hit ah lick, ooowee
Got ah

Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout mane
Yea on God
Fuck nigga talk tough and we air shit out
Beat a nigga like Wreck-It Ralph
Bitch I’m too lit in

I been in the fast lane keep it lit like propane
All about about that doe mane cannot play no hoe games
Found a better way to get that money than

no chill
My flow ill they talking but got no skill
I can’t lie I just feel the vibes
When the sun goes down, we get lit all night
Got to keep

Making bangers all day
Raise a glass say hip hip hooray, uh
You can't do the way I do the UK, uh
Still amazed when they know my age
Been on this ting from

Sittin in my ride, I ain't feelin' the airwaves
I hear real rap on a rare day
Hip Hop died and came back zombified, I dare say
All things considered

out my bucket list
My life a candle bih its lit
Run it up on da backstreet 
All my hoes on geek
Exclusive on my feet
Winnin, ain't have to cheat

Righteous and ratchet
We gettin lit strike up the matches
Righteous and ratchet
We livin the life it’s not just for fashion
Righteous and ratchet

Wait (Wait)

Yung God was made for this he's back, ay
Yung God done pray a pray that fuck your head, ay wow, Hol' on
I done cry for days got god go

Watch me do my thing rock out ball out do my thing
Ima stay lit ima make sure yah get with it
I think this a hit watch it really start to swing
Watch

How ya whole gang get lit
We took that risk
I was just broke in them trenches
Now Im damn near rich
Checked that hoe off my list
Gave it up in

Mix it up a lil bit
Fill up my cup and i'm lit
I get money lil bitch
What the fuck is you talkin bout

Mix it up a lil bit
Fill up my cup and i'm lit

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look, look, I'm a young nigga
Boss winnin', pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me, get to forgettin'

A sick verse and knock a nigga
Off his feet used to struggle
For a beat but 8 gat us lit
Cannot stop till we make it out The grid
From the hood with this

RIDE,RIDE,RIDE,RIDE
RIDE

Got em all DOA
Look up like god what have I done
(Huh)
I'ma need least a K 
To get be out the bed by 1
(Huh)

Ima need least a day 
To sign

If I New it be this lit 
Woulda of never ever stopped 

I was living on own no money no gwop 
Then I had to make a change switch the hard drop