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Virginia by the crate
Helps me concentrate
S**t, I'm on the 6th, got me feeling like Drake
I can tell by the way 
The way these terms are coming to head
Like

boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
Ayo
(Griselda)
Brr brr brr
(By Fashion Rebels)

Ayo, I don't leave without my pistol warm
Drive-bys, I'm

"TWO"

Written By: Esteven(Realzz)Germosen
Produced By: Chris Pheenix

Yeah,

Woah, Okay, Yeah

I got 2 Spanish mami's
And they dancing,

In my coup

So I am the solo rider trying to find myself 
In this rap game by grinding the rhymes to put out my inner fire
By the way many thanks to Lady Fyre

look
I'm too down i'm too up
Life's a roller coaster
I hope I keep my touch
Chilling out by the ocean
Somewhere sipping potion
Let her love me, yeah she

Drake
She still wants me, she got expensive taste
Told her I got no intention to stay
Say what I feel, hope you feel what I say
I'm moving on, ain't no

surrounded by my brothers
If he played with gang just know we put that nigga under
Got that chopper on the speedway shots fired
If he try it's gonna be a DOA

look at the shoes
I just keep that shit a hundred man my fingers be blue
I got her saying damn she likes the way the watch is flooded
The bitch could

ZUU shit
Never no FUU shit
Try to sue this, we end up on Sun Tzu shit
And you don't want that, buddy
There's no combat
Ask Drake to pick you a season

Do you like onions by any chance?
I love onions
I love onions
Onions
Onions
Onions

I like onions
They smell really nice
When I put em in my salad
I

bitch, nah, huh
I be in love with myself
I had to go and get rich, yeah
I did that shit by myself
And momma aint raise no bitch, nah
I did this shit by

Craving for the hunt
My Gwen Stacy 
Imma marry her
Prolly just back
Up on my bullshit
Feast upon my motive 
Tryna make it out the hood
Bitch 
Not gone be up

gon' sin, I'ma sinner the devil sent for me
Step by myself, look, I don't need no nigga to step for me
The chopper holdin' double D's, I call her

not with Glo Gang, but I ballout
My choppa signed to O.V.O., I let the drake sing
Trying to see me a mill off the trap selling everything
I'm in

you gotta go
Eenie meenie my catch a bitch by her toe
All these bitches wants is a nigga with some dough
The second you go broke then they walk out that

the meat straight outta Arby's[00:50.67]I know I bring my Drake-O to your house ain't talkin' about no Aubrey[00:53.56]I'm the type of guy to steal yo' bitch

shit, of rim
Niggas get tapped on a daily, niggas cappin' shit by trend
I ain't even call' my bitch , my bitch she impossible, like Kim
I been shootin'

to downtown seeing all the performers 
Going to Chinatown getting ramen 
{While getting head by some csian woman}
This the city of sins but I pray everyday

watch the time as it ticks by
I'm stuck in my ways
I never take the time of the day to say what's up
So what's up
Yeah yeah, what's up?

She said Drake

nigga
I'm finna buy by dis chain it look like pee hit it
She damn near fell in love she like when da beam hit it
I don't even bargain can't even do no

habit
Yo Bitch, put her phone on DND when I'm crackin

I be chilling in the crib, in the streets, I'm causin' havoc
I don't fuck with single shots, love

don't want that bitch, yeah, she be fakin' all her motion

Kyng C smell so good, yeah, this a hundred by the potion
Yeah, if I hit the road, catch me

a cracker and make a bold claim
Why we spending dollars over flowers, I give that shit to her for free and she ain't wearing Prada like me, no like I'm insane

to do a song with Drake
Kanye, Eminem, beat by Dr. Dre
Can you really blame a nigga for dreaming
All I got is this dollar and reason
To go hard, till they