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These rappers never seeing me
I'm contemplating what I want my legacy to be
Should I beg and plead for your acceptance?
Nah! Better leave em be
You

And ain't nothing misconstrued 
I can't set straight
These niggas don't like me 
I could care less 
At my worst
I'm still better than their best
Where I'm

Aye, Aye
Half of the gallon, crack on a 40
Yea, yea
Aye , huh'
Half of the gallon, crack on a 40
Camo I'm fitted but my b**** is sporty
Champion

and hit yo partner
(Hit yo partner)

I ain't nothing like you niggas bitch I'm better
I'm just focused on the money getting cheddar
And you niggas talk

to brunch

She almost in her 80's and a g she still remaining 
I burn my swishers like I burn you mothafuckas hatin
In this cold ass room is where I'm fuckin

the shit
When bitches pull up, I'm their pick
When bitches pull up, they hear it's Gold Tongues
And they all line up for a lick
Now
You don't really want

She gotta
Cutie
Big ol Booty
Sandy Cheeks
And she’s dancing on me
Like I’d never seen
Beyond beauty
Way she move me
It’s a dream
I’m back to feeling

How come you keep doing all the things you said you wouldn't do
Every time I come around
You always acting bulletproof
I'm just sick and tired of all

Give me something I ain’t see with my eyes
Never gon see
Feel like I seen it all
Give me something I ain’t see with my eyes
It’s like I’m looking for

That boy a Jeff Gordon if he out for the clout
I’m in my Jansport, and I’m making a route
He like a Earnhardt, I hit the gas and I swerve and I’m

Calvin Klein 
I'm smoking lemon lime
Slurping lively lemon 
Water ice 
Cop whatever my daughters like
Just gotta make sure they right
Got they hands nice

on in this world
Alone without your love it got me insane
I thought you was the one but now I’m left in pain
I can’t help it I still got feelings for you

rock bottom I don't really feel like feeling anymore
Hit rock bottom I don't really think I'm healing anymore
(I don't really think I'm healing anymore)

back
My youngins blitzin on em
Double suicide doors now the lambo haunted
I’m flooding out my wrist I’m not talking New Orleans
Reapers moving through

can’t hang lil baby I’m booked up
She like the fame she wanna get hooked up
Type my name in google you can look me up G
Playthatcon type of shit biddies

there huh
Could give a fuck if you don't like me
You talking tough but nigga try me
Take me out it's not likely
Got the scope out bitch I'm sniping what

I'm falling slowly
In my own trap my own demise
I wear this smile as a disguise from what's inside
Darkness
I speak to it sometimes
It holds a very

I'm a cold one always takin' your time
But if you find me you won't be takin' mine
I'm the type to play it tight
I keep it close to the vest
You can

of corrupt troll and stuck up hoes
So I'm gettin money with much gusto
It sucks though how you gotta watch your back
These niggas like to strike fast before

I'm the loudest
I'm the biggest
I'm the baddest
So let's go dancing
You can't move this no
You can't shake this no
I got my gravity no
So let's go

fasho
Whatever bro
You gonna show
Gun at your throat
We’re all gonna float
Riding with my homies
Kill it on the beat you know I’m glowing
Fuck you tryna

and all I know is wreck ish that rattle your brain 
And get up all up in your head ish
Like I'm on a head trip and I don't feel none these rappers are weak

Buku money ppl know dat I'm getting figures 
Y u think they taking pitches of ah nigga
Bad bitch all on my dick she with a nigga she like 
I can't

Yeah
Wetin be that my Intro again
Meji is the one
I just came into the scenes I’m about to cause a scene but still they be asking who am I (Oh)
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