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Touch that project screen door, leave the porch, hope I can't die today
Pistols in the car, take 'em on a chase, thank God, we got away
Lil' bro

Luther nigga, play', I'm gon' shoot a nigga
Pussy fat sit up in her pants like a cougar in Them

Gotta win by any means, nigga, ain't no loser in Him
He

Ay, topside topside
Bitch this gang way too good
Then I be charging top dollars
All these niggas with me dogs
Red noses, rottweilers
We in benzes not

Glah glah
Why these opp niggas runnin' and shit?
Like bend through with my gun and my clip
Like, and these bitches is bummy and shit
Why she be

no satellite dish
I'm adopted by YHWH so He my parent
And it's facts so don't question if it's apparent
The cotton our people would pick in the cotton

an attitude
I need a shorty by my side so I can feel alive
But everytime I fall in love it's like a homicide
She cut me off and I was thinking she was down

never had money but I know you got some sense
Gotta plan to make it out you have to get it for your kids
See I ain't judging you lil baby I just see it

better call a Lyft
I don't mess with the fake counterfeit
You can tell by the way that I spit
It's legit on my momma dem
I know that I'm blessed
So no

passing that vibe up)
Ain't have a body back then (sheesh), girl look how you turned out
Got niggas in the palm of your hands
They put money in the palm

different things
I'll be here on stand by if you need me any single day
Ass cheeks spread across my bed sheets
This crazy hoe a mad freak
She swallow nut she

even like that
You ain't really gon ride
(You ain't really gon ride no)
I Put the money on table
(Uh)
Up the score get the case closed
(Come on baby)

by a bitch
Take em high get em higher now
You take em high we get em higher now
If that ain't high we get em higher now
Ain't no matches left for me

see 12 and we just skate by
I take yours before you take mine
I been servin cross the state lines
I got work your plug couldn't find
I'm da nigga that

To the feds
Me no hablo
I'm fuckin' on a thot
I'm on a money op
Nixon island wit 20 bitches on a yacht
Pockets lookin' like a dead presidential grave
Party

We just gon
Move around
And get Turnt up 
Yeah we live 

I do this shit

Yeah I be so turnt up
Live and direct
Real nigga shit repping
Spizzo to the 24

guarded by angels and feel like I walk wit satan
I think I'm hallucinating
Cuz I talked to myself had the deepest of conversations
I feed all of my brothers

Big Rardi but fit in a small Audi
I slid and put a hole in one like golf by me
I been running with my face half covered
Don't cough by me
Don't walk

I got lost with a woman tonight
Reaping the light of the evening
Eve what I felt like
Bit by the serpent
More like concerned with
The fact that

that I have to be
See your hate in the words you speak
Can't slow my path with adversity
Try my heart know He walks with me
By my side till Eternity

say fuck the screens
I wan live by my own means
I want smoke wit' the fiends
No one should own the green
No one should own the land
Put a price on our

don't play by no rules
June 15 my ma made a king
1993 when I came out the womb
Ever since then
I been doing my thing
I'ma be a legend
When I'm laying in

on me like you know me, I was by my doley
Asked me for a picture, checked my Rollie and said "Okey dokey"
That fan love, I decide to give my fan a hug

he ain't even sleep

Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want

with your team
Don't be dumb, just be a lil' smart
Still gotta watch my back
Know I be in Chiraq
Your dad be feedin' my jack
Young nigga, it's like that