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in p.o
Her family all hoovers her bd a 60
Said girl you gotta choose is you a crip or a hoe
I be always on the move tryna pick up some doe
If I call

Mexican homie
Named Jose
Nigga peewee plugged
That's the long way
Got shit jumping straight up off The pre paid
To my P.O. Box under jefe
Me and bro got

Ay
If they gon shoot my block
네가 tell em , me gigglin
I aint worry shit never,
go stupid, my side
G ready to trigglin
Pass by P.O, my
bullet gon

I been tryna play it safely
Going to my P.O daily
Making sure everything gravy
Cause them folks a try to play me
And that shit a drive me crazy
For

I had to learn the hard way
Cuz my P.O.V. of you is always filled with heart break
Cuz no matter what I do you always make my heart ache
Gotta end it

(Think you need some sleep)

Outsiders man
I don't understand
You can't comprehend

Pissed off
Your soft
Run it back
Fucking rat

P.O.
Polly
Party
Molly

hit up og out in P.O. get a pack of gelato
Gon drop you off at the Fred Meyers hit a lick on a bottle
Said you Mexicana and Italian
Threw me off

supposed to get my hands on a fur coat
P.O wanna test but it's too bad I took a certo
I ain't up yet, damn right this shit personal
Damn, Damn
This one

Three strikes and four balls
Still let him walk out
Talk behind my back but when I'm there why he won't talk nie
Run it back with P O T it's coming

(Think you need some sleep)
Outsiders man
I don't understand
You can't comprehend
Pissed off
Your soft
Run it back
Fucking rat
P.O.
Polly
Party
Molly
Eyes

the imposter?
Looking sus, who can we trust?

I'm the I-M-P-O-S-T-E-T
That's me
While everyone's doing tasks
I'm going through vents on a killing spree

stupid I'm sliding with a 2.3
Vakuti mpfanha uyu trapping like migo
I was out the box when I was traping with the p.o
Get it uh,ndenge ngaka batwa kunge be

mind on layaway fa sleep
Im bout to hit this road this may take some weeks
Need another load keep that on the low
In and out of states don't tell my p o

bitch I don’t ever
HIDE

So I Got out on papers crackers made me get
A JOB
I was hangin bird up @ Sanderson
FARMS
whatever my p.o wanted I had to play

and some midget
While I’m on the stove, 
With two legs and biscuit 

The shit that I’m talking 
The state don’t prohibit, 
My P.O. be tripping 
She think I’m

chicks
Can't even be mad, p.o ready got me pissed
Imma be here in the morning, Henny got me drunk as shit
Had to rewind, still be posted in the past
I

need to wait/thank god/we did it though/missed a bid/I was headed their/P.O./close to speed dial/pine box/awaiting trial/looking how we turned out/ 

2nd

this dough and that's fasho it's set in stone, call my P.O
Fucking up it's a part of life, lesson learned I ain't got lie, jail gotta nigga traumatized

Won't be no trace or no space
In this empty place
Where I'm going
Mountain is my estate
Please the don't hit up me
Send a plane
Or a letter box to my P.O

and me
What if we can always stay at
Where the clock's forever frozen
I will capture all your beauty in my P.O.V
You know I know without you I can't go

low P.O.T sick wit tha flow you know you BITCH on the low huh check me out 
Been a dog to these women a cash hound
BITCH in ya blood that SHIT passed

a friend, you're a flame lit in neon pink
Lightning struck, I'm beyond geeked to be
P-o-t-e-n-t-i-ally fiance nah mean
You blink morse code for northern

all due respect
Cause you can worship who you want but you've been put on notice
Crooked moves, no clue I can't praise no P.O.T.U.S
Past or present

I P O U R YOU DRINK OUR SONG IS TIRED I DON’T TRUST YOUR THOUGHTS YOUR SILENCE IS KILLING ME (HOW DO WE KNOW WHEN IT’S OVER?)