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all the feelings
I'm trying to get millions
And count up them digits
My Nigga
I'm so dead serious
I am in the matrix
Playing not an agent
Been here too

geyser is ready to blow
Maintaining my grounding by planting my feet
Now I'm breathing this fire that the elders did teach
Got me flying around a new

a two-year relationship
You end up in a four-year marriage
Now I'm really, really serious, killing numbers, cheating killers
Now you end up feeling sick, but

of this shit, sailin by the beaches, bridges
I'm the healthiest who's sickest, not even Covid come and match this
I'm just killin (I'm just killin)
Like

silent
Cause being actually serious, my interior's violent
XXL my ego, trying to catch me a Vibe
Ebony magazines, I'll help you Jet to the skies
They say I

all the feelings
I'm trying to get millions
And count up them digits
My Nigga
I'm so dead serious
I am in the matrix
Playing not an agent
Been here too

gon die by the time I turn 12 well I aint dead
Yeah turn a pussy boy into a hindu put a red dot to his head
Yea turn a pussy boy into a druggie we gon

the fuck would you lie to me
Sorry, don't do much for me
If it don't come with some broccoli
Like, here's advice, tell the broke boy, dead it
Rich people

fi take us Under
c no lie wi a tell dem bwoy dem don't careta
If it was up to Dem
Wi Could a Dead Long time
Chorus
Kill your Rumors
Kill your unjustice

can talk about it yea

You think i'm playing but i'm dead serious!

She like what size that hoodie, It's mine
She wanna Joc on the swag, Joc on the swag

Bitches I'm furious aren't you curious
I am serious I tasted the fury of
All of you bastards faster than raptors
Never be my masters, all you bring

still mad about that wedding ring
Why you marry that man, mama
I told you I would kill him
If he hurted you again
Mama
I was dead ass serious
Hope you

scratched up like a lotto ticket, he finna die
Them folks is tryna drain me out for what I got in my life
Chase a bag, bitch, yes, I'm serious, she lookin'

express, in fact, I'm dead serious
Tell me if you comprehend me, take my hand
Oh no, I won't let it go
But first you gotta learn to let go
Let go, let go,

hear these lines 
Until you turn the pages 
Just tryna make some wages 

Shit was fun now we gettin serious 
Tokyo drift fast and furious 
Water ballon

all the feelings
I'm trying to get millions
And count up them digits
My Nigga
I'm so dead serious
I am in the matrix
Playing not an agent
Been here too

a tree
Im way too fye they need ac
Sippin dirty juice
Bitch this aint Hi-C
Boy, you a bitch, that's all I see
We gon' keep shootin' til we dead on concrete

could choose
Gaining the entire world, feel dead
Emptiness inside my heart, my head
Hypnotized by the lies, that said
Ain't nothing left here for me, it's

score

If I'm droppin' these glasses, it's green, it's the gold
I ain't got no doubt, bitch, I ain't lovin' these hoes
That Lee-Ed dead, it's stuck in

though
We can soar through the clouds miles high smoking endo
Til the sky swirls around like a drawing by Bendow
And if you can't comprehend how I am

a seat
How you sittin next to me?
(How you sittin next to me?)

I'm from a small town (Ayy)
Blocks they wouldn't walk down (Naw)
No drive-bys, we doin'

(yeah)
Shout out to the motherfucking Flex Gang team
(Flex Gang Team)
You know I'm really about this life (yeah)
Talk shit, you get hit by the nine (no

Without the smog on my back and a number from the feds
Told me get a job by owning real estate up in they head huh
Society is vexed because I flex now
Put

you taking me serious?
Course I am, but you all took it wrong
You're not the first tryna get me gone
I can't be killed by something worded strong
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