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by the Most high
You'll never find the truth living a whole lie
Young nigga flow but my soul like an old guy
I stay Melo when I puff more La
Better

to the other gods that aren't mine
Cuz I been so blinded by the sight of my eyelids on islands
I never know why I've been seeing my people confide in America

vigilante justice
We the fucking people
Of the extorted and abused
Fuck toys by the powers above
It makes me sick to my stomach
Why the fuck is there not more

wait for me
Moving like John Wick he lost his dog to the streets
Pack smell like armpit, flew from L.A. to the East
Do it by your lonesome, own

Girl I ain't no dummy I get bags but I can't cop a purse
I grab her by the waist just bend her over tell her pop and twerk
I got your bitch up in

aile ürünü bu hergele
Rastgele demiş babası olta denize
Çok sesli koro bu aga la kıro bu
Apaçide insan sorumu hacı bu
Asantisana sonuda karibu
Süt

fly, looking when I walk by
Sorry I was way too high, no I can't be your guy
They wanna talk about like they know sum
They wanna act like I'm a hoe

Got it going up down up down up down
Lace up my boots
It's a nice day to pull up on my crew
By my crew
It's me and you
La cordon bleu
(Me)at twist it go

close
Still lowkey only comin like 3 or 4 deep
Case they run up never put yo gun up
They hate i'm still paid
Never know when them niggas gone creep
Take

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)

Ayo, with white, I had to travel like a Pilgrim
When the price is undervalued, you never know the real sum
Slow down

in la, ay
new groove got me feeling like drake, ay
90s for some old times sake, ay
g funk wit a fresh new take, ay
fresh beat like it's made by dre, ay

like poker, you bidding too, but I can match that and raise that by four n*gga

[Chorus]
Hit em up. Put your mother f*cking hands up (Get ‘em up n*gga)

seasoning for the licking
Don't got time trynna kick it with bums who rob for crumbs
Dumb that intrigued by drums, I just speak from the love
That I got for

when you ever seen me do it?
When you ever see me run? Brody known to keep a gun
Bust out laughing Nigga talking bout a "1 on 1"
I'm in LA with the MOB

VERSE
For so many days, it was just me alone
No one to listen to, no one rang my phone
So I went for a walk, as I passed by this girl
To my surprise,

even text her, I'm shady she local
She knows I'm flexing la vida loca
Out with the team the game is puta
My beats by Dre is jamming puta
Steady working

a bad day
Oya bless mi gidigan make e de mi la ade
Make I ball plenty gan towo ba de
Celebrate pelu awon temi like it's my birthday

As I wake up today

meet up with me
You see I'm all the things you want
I'm that full clip gun
They chasing Mr. Anderson they think he's the one
I'm Skeletor, Beastman Trap

aye koko
Tiwatesin loye keda o ni
Ipo aye a pada wa tan
MashaaAllah
Allahu la ilaha, illa huwa hayyul qoyyum
Laa takhusuhu, sinatun wala naomun, oba ni

it cost him
Style out when I'm crossing
Flight from LA to Boston
Use the tools around me for power, superiority
Gun inside his pocket is basic lack

These niggas all they talk a lot but they don't be about it
I stay poled I got big guns I get marine about it
Throw Dan Marino bullets bitch you

Just got to LA
Soy un Jefe
Straight outta Detroit
Shout out Dilla and Dwele
Take 4 or 5 I ain't talkin the expressway
89 Porsche call it Ocho Nueve

blood (yuh)
All your squad's big guns only shoot out duds
Yeah this verse so dirty throw it in the bathtub (ploop)
Yeah, EWALK just ran a whole twenty six

surrounded by this crowd
And they're yelling he's a prophet
The truth is I'm not a prophet
I'm really just a sight seer
Murking other rappers
Getting buzzed