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Them man capping, I didn't at them
Them man did it for the views and likes
I can't act up, them man are actors
I'm not acting, put in energy
hundreds everyday
We be in the field
Yeah we out there makin plays
We was takin risks
Hittin licks
We don't play
Put that thing to ya face
I need that money
it my pockets swole
I got a pack I just trapped the whole load
Put my name on my neck this shit too cold
Ten toes I can't break or fold
I gave out
Only having real niggas around me
Put a bag on his head, a demon want the bounty
And the hood is the killer, then we out the county
I put a nigga in
Every time It feel like a nigga I'm doin right
Lame niggas wanna try n press up you n shit
Mf pressed chill out before u get smokes like a zip
Why
Griffey Jr
Twenty-four zips in the key
I'm remixing bowls and taking out grams
Still will put you on your feet
(OnGawwdddd)
He lost his plug and he lost
drowned it
I'm somewhere in a island
She somewhere out there crying
She put it on herself she dying
You know she be lying
Just fucked up the store
I put it
block out the drama I put on a hood. Told my nigga I got him I'm making these songs back to back tryna put on my hood. Tryna put my grandma in a foreign
of silence
Don't that sound dumb
I hedge on a case
To find the right time
To regain my place
I put in the work
Lets trip out and daze
Lets trip out and daze
germ under the cereal. So we'd get sluggishly out of bed and put on our jeans. Everyday, I was so goddamned tired I could scream. But, Mama use to trick
the water full of lead
I gotta skate out to sag nasty put this play up in her bed
Cook a nigga bacon eggs always keep a Nigga fed
Bitch i gotta method like
to be my lemon squeeze
Thought it would work out the way we put in all our energy
Shit, I been one too, right about now I'm feeling hollow
Told her she
to air myself out
I put a new piece of gum in my mouth
As the car pulled up right in front of the house
And all that I can think about is how much I
the whistles from the lookouts
(yeah)
Shit man, I just put two fuckin' books out
(Two of 'em, two of 'em)
Bestsellin' author, motherfucker
I'm good now (I'm good
Inez Andrews, The Baron Sisters,
Clay Evans, and Father Hayes and the Cosmopolitan Church of Prayer
Choir
Jesus can work it out
Jesus can work it
Bardi in a 'Rari, diamonds all over my body
(30, you a fool for this one)
Shinin' all over my body
Bardi, put that lil' bitch on Molly
Bardi
Bentley around my neck (a check)
I put the Dracos up, bought out the carbons and the techs (ammo)
Tattoo on her thigh and it say slippery when wet
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
Them cops on put and they came to town
y'all boys betta
Uh oh, now the whipped cream is out
I get sick thoughts, sick, sick, thoughts
Things you could do with your lipstick gloss
Put it on my dick till
All you women who want a man of the street
But you don't know which way you wanna turn
Just keep a coming and put your hand out to me
'Cause I'm
I put my heart out on the line
Thought that no one else would find my love
They say it's a game that only two can play
But I could never give away
[Chorus]
So I'll kill the doubt, I'll put the fire out
extinguish everything
might even forget your name [x3]
waiting for you
come back and let me off
told me you needed a stronger, slimmer man
So I went and joined the neighborhood gym
Though the weights put my spine out of commission
Even you can't
[Chorus]
So I'll kill the doubt, I'll put the fire out
extinguish everything
might even forget your name [x3]
waiting for you
come back and let me off
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