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and a mansion
Girl we bouta MMMbop like the Hanson
All my old bitches say a nigga handsome
Tell them tired bitches take a seat I cant stand them
I need a couple

blows their head
Your want my mind?
Take my words insted (Yeah)


I'm the definition of ill
Where's my dollar bill? (Cash)
Put me up
I'm the one to close

me nigga I aint one of ya lil friends
Soon Ima need a big body I aint fuckin with a lil Benz
Sayin I aint got big bills bitch my last name Williams
You

purchase and
Hate when my old hoes start resurfacing
That's the, devil at work friends with benefits perks
Hit me on the timeline, a double tap for the flirt

women keep giving me probs
But I love em I can't cut them out
They don't love me I should cut them out
I can't love them gotta cut them out

Old friends

to yall Shoutout to yall shoutout to yall
This is a song for you... all

My friend, they ask why you're such a mess
You go to college and you work giving

pack
Met the bro couple years back never thought to switch
We don't come by faces too often faulty
Niggas move like how broads do I choose
To keep my

fightin' for a Dollar Bill!
Take no choices
Make no moves
Play to win and always lose!

Cause if you cant get up the ladder
You want to tear it down, you

So I ain't trying to rake it in
Pass it to my friends
Pay off some loans
Give some veterans a home
Buy iPads for kids
Man this world is so big
But I

I'll take a table for one
At a seat that's made for two
In the booth by the windowsill
Where I used to sit across from you
Head down I pay the bill

combo attacks
Gonna cause the most damage
Ima shut it down
Like Superbowl Beyoncé
Ima ball out
Run the bill up like Chauncey

No fear
Got my eyes

Too old for idols yours are my rivals
Wavy on Tidal rock with your boy
Pharoah like Cairo biro on pyro'
Whip up a cyclone keeping it coy
Busy like

iffy so I stay distant
Don't compare me to them niggas who be gang switching
Always stickin' by the niggas who I came with
Beast mood
Gotta keep my

GUITAR
Once upon a time I got behind on payments
And things just sorta got out of hand
And so I paid a few bills
By selling some pills
To people that I met

With my college scholarship
Choose the music or the family
I was the brainy guy
They needed me to be the life savior
Mama getting old
Bills overflowing

Niggas ain't loyal they screaming they real
But really they fake as 3 dollar bill
Playin with the cards I'm dealt I'm dealt
Hand full of spades and I see

(It was the first time that I ever got my heart broke)
I remember '08 when the stock crash
House market had got bad
Single Mama just paying bills

to rhyme
I might as well just have to fuck the old queen Elizabeth
To die slowly
Cuz time is of the essence and once this tape is out
You're in a sticky

Put aside all you got
And listen to me my friend
Our days of being oh so motionless
Are coming to an end

Pockets full of dollar bills
Cause now

little friends as im walking back home
They say the fall in so cal isn't the worst compared to summer
Its like a small time transition period to winters

Act Casually

I've been feeling nostalgic, and you know it's tragic,
I've been fixing my loose ends, by cutting them off.
I buried my old friends in

When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb 
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb 
When yer laggin' behind an'

heel
Wallet green, but I ain't from Brazil
My old friends tried to ghost me, but I busted that shit like Bill Murray
I shoot my shot like Steph Curry

getting a little scared but I ain’t gonna crash it
Buy me a house in Tahoe, just to lease it back to my friends and the frenchie
Feeling pretty mad old