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a real king is talkin my enemies quiet that bullshit I'm flushin
Pushin the game to a whole nother level well how could I care bout that bullshit you

Cold shoulder when Charlie in here 
I'm racking these chips by the bag 
They stop you, then punch em' and dab 
No running I'm calling a cab 
Right after

think to myself
Why do they talk so much shit 
You can hear me by playing this 
Soofi is legit 
They didnt do the same thing so they hate on me a bit
But

never have
Never have
Never will
I'll be forever real 
Even when I die
My spirit'll live on still
Let it be known when I came in I hit em with nothing but

a lil sneaky nigga 
He met a broad named Candy 
She was eye candy 
Thick as fuck 
Have a nigga staring 
By the way she was dangerous 
Known to keep that

loving me 
Construct pumps mac lip gloss, Hair by kira 
Wanna take a selfie us the camera for a mirror 
Ask for my profession i said baby ima driller 
That

with a fiddle 'till I'm feeling right
Giggle at a cripple eating skittles barely getting by
Tickling a pickle with her nipple got me feeling nice
Fuck

weak
I put in the work, while you sleep
Forever finessin' police 
If I'm up in her tweets
Then we off in the sheets
Please don't DM my IG 
Copy my style

30
Soon imma hire my mom and have her working for me
Cause the plant life ain't what the boy feel 
When you behind bars that shit to real 
I don't

Phantom doors swingin' with him
But his daddy bought it for him
Tell me, who's the real one?
Heard he had a deal but he just took them shits, son
He ain't

Feeling lonely now? 
You look so silly now, 
Showing off your feathers just to get attention
Feeling haunted by 
An ancient lullaby
That vexes your

Fendi
I'm sorry but I notice that you lookin' real trendy

Verse 1
Pit stop, pit stop, didn't wanna go far but I wanna break bread
Keep on, keep on, get

Me and my baby on a Saturday night
She spark a feeling, yeah a feeling that's oh so right
And we were cruising to the beat of the night
Her real

pie, chocolate cake (ah ha)
My whip cream keep her locked for days (for days)
Bloop bloop, call me later
No Sade but a Smooth Operator
Never (ever) been

that can make me feel
Plastic titts and her lips
But we say the love is real
Something,
Haunts me at night
And I just keep on,
Running
Left and right

Wings long, probably five hundred miles
Your moms miss you 
Now and then I see her smile
Family, Family we sit
Around and tell your stories
Joking

something real wicked
if i could make a wish it'd be to have him back 
when the heart breaks, they don't put a cast on that
even if it's only for moment

Daydreaming in the night
Reassess all that's not right
Sometimes by myself
Never alone
But if you have to go
Just let me know
When you don't wish

I can't speak on no nigga they do shit for the gram You really gon die by the state bitch I'm just trying to see let me know what it ain't They

on the dope

Feel like I might be more happy in Bentley 
Nissan Murano just really don't fit me 
Fit my whole dick in her stomach I'm happy 
Emptied my stomach

All those memories are dead 

My heart is broken I plan to let it heal 
But this wound is all too real 
Something I can't conceal 
You took her home

him up, although her hands where clammy 
Yankee Doodle I was taught to always trust my mommy, I ran away and hid my head but mommy always saw me 
Yankee

so young. Words from a black father: How much can a young man bear? How much until you're not a man?
These lyrics draw from The New Jim Crow by

pourin' em tall and I'm doin' all I can to drown the pain
Swallowin pride puttin' truth on ice
Cus I'm the one to blame
I'm runnin up the tab real high
Cus