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baptized yeah
Since when I was born since when I was a kid
I've been on my side stay undefeated yeah I'm on 50 degrees
I do no mob ties all we do link up

need less stress uh[01:24.34]Taking some Bacopa I don't need no rest[01:26.01]Got me cleaning up my lenses and it hurt my chest[01:27.87]Got that grammy

My friends love me cuz I ain't known for saying no
If I get signed I need a hundred fifty K a show
Think it's sweet my nigga cutthroat he trained

ain't never expect me to win

But they don't know what's finna happen
We got 50 bows, and I make it disappear
We call it magic
I start itchin' if you

'ma, I'ma swim the ocean
Even on my last shot

L-O-E over everything
Married like a wedding ring
Puttin' down the best position
No countin' fittin

and i give it some more
Got my friends got my homies in the back tho
Drinking sprite no drugs we just wanna get a cash hoe
50k i just wanna put that shit

sinning, I got temptations
Girl we putting on the vinyl ain't finna wait
Girl I put it on the bible, I want you naked
Right hand up to god no exaggerating

shit bussing, Niggas be hate bugging

For what? don't even know, lil Bitch i'm 1of1, i'm not a clone
Don't give no fuck what they say Anymore, eyes

at wedding in like seven days

And in thirty no telling what's happening then
Looked at myself and I cooked up a plan
i got verses to write and some emails

me looking so dumb
You is not an object
Invest everything in you and knew I'd make no profit
Never thought about it once I'm truly being honest
Silence

the paper 
Red 50's like the terminator 
Pockets swole like I'm Schwarzenegger
Rambo Whoa I been rampaging 
One in the head I ain't using safety 
He a lil

passed 'em
In the eight-five-o
I just trapped another O
Bitch you know how I'm stuntin' feel like fifty in o-four
Bitch you already know
I got gas, I

the paper 
Red 50's like the terminator 
Pockets swole like I'm Schwarzenegger
Rambo Whoa I been rampaging 
One in the head I ain't using safety 
He a lil

step
I been swervin' for a week, I ain't seen them niggas yet
I been lurkin' on they block Broken fifty in the chop
I just hit the NS, they ain't talkin'

still rockin' jean shorts in 23, You niggas lame
I done did a cheat code in the Pussy, I think I beat the game
I got 50 in the paint like Giannis, Nigga,

All these bands on me, 50,000 on my wrist
Demon Killer Gang, yeah you know I will not switch
Ayy, fightin' demon killers where the Bible at
Brody, said

the count of one, two, three, we say Sadashica, Natsuya, Sansou
Free, no one's real to me, I've got Snow Rigi, yeah, she love dancing for me
I do snicker like

rich or die trying like a young fifty
Steph Curry with the glizzy ain't no fucking missing
Gets tricky in these streets you know that it gets sticky
I

they see me like Medusa
But ain't no myth that
Most y'all niggas going to miss that
I work my ass off now
And in the future I will sit back
You get that?

We stay getting wild
Stand on my money
It's up in a pile
Walk in my shoes
Bet you can't run A mile
Pussy nigga took june
I can't even smile
Shooters

took me this long
If I had a dime for every single time I've compromised my tastes
I'd be the richest son of a gun in all the fifty states
It's cool

the glory cause she wanna flex on a Man
Damn
That's you, you don't understand
And I did that again
All of the people that's said I was trash no pencil or pen

with that slick shit
Shiiidd
What the fuck is niggas mad at
I was chasing paper
I just found out where the bag at
I need 50 feet you better bag back

she wanna date me
You dumbass cheating ass bitch, is you crazy?
Nigga we are not alike
You ain't even got no hype
Bitch I got my GP so nigga I don't