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Yea I can put u on a lick but that shits not for free
North nigga on the 6 the west vouch me

I got niggas cross the tracks that’ll ride too
Shout out

Lil Baby.
I know she a BOP, she got taught by the DaBaby.
I need me a lady, but I want me a freak.
Pull her leash if she run, I'ma dog I'ma beast.

There's no where to run & there's no where to hide 
True beliefs gonna get you on the inside 

I get up 
I get up 
Can't get down 
Cause Im looking for

I hear you call my name
Though its just a memory
We don't feel the same
We're torn by misery

Nowhere to run to
I can't escape this broken heart

You see tha house gotta front and back pouch
Inna walls gotta run it back loud
Imma dog and my bitch will act out
Hit the soft and a pack will flip

Uh
Vibe with it
Yeah
You know the vibe with it
Aye
I go dummy
Look
We going dummy

I go dumb, but I really ain't on no play shit
I go dumb, and my

Okay, okay
Running thru my lost mind on a treadmill
Reincarnating words from my demon's dead will
You can tell 'my brain is busy cause I never stay still

First trained to be robotic
The story how one note turned sonic
A simple seed grew indeed call me chronic
And I'm
More potent than any strand you

Underground writers in hiding, watch me hunt em down
Signed artist too, you entitled to get a hundred rounds
I run the town, sick with the pitch
Making em

back home
Oh man the gun in your hand
No fit for a christian man
You lack the will to see it through
Now the river used to run where the valley now

yo bitch warm keep her right under my tummy
Kick her to the curb she beelinin to the honey
Racin for your will that's a run for yo money

X so far

to skill me
As silly to say fam', I'm glad you revealed it
You do ok Man I'm chattin', it's super
Go super Saiyan on the track, here's a new one
Keep em'

Laurel & Hardy
Kizzle gifted, I drink wit my dogs like Peter Griffin
Get lifted, and run on a track like its Olympic
Gold Medalist, true champion, so what

blue lights and dem start to run
Change always start with you my friend
Be a positive model for d youth and dem
Dey follow everything you do my friend

for me to go by
Discipline begins to fail, you have me on my knees
Thinking there could be a chance, but you can't be appeased
I try to call, it's no

my thing, and it’s on my own, ain't get help from no one
And yeah I wrote this by myself, go check the stats I’m heatin' up
Shoutout Pop for getting me

bucks and a werd to pass on
Thanks on with the night
Off with the lights
Big fuckin knife and trunk fulla dynamite
SHUX you think we run outta luck

Serotonin levels ain't to high here I'm chillin
Yeah I got alittle high didn't reach this villain
Shot down each time don't you play no victim
Lost

year
FML man, I don't know what to do
FML babe, I feel so lost without you
(Yah!)
Yeah, I brought it back
But I'm worried to make a lame track
Maybe I

back home and she run like I'ma beater
And I rip and I dip on a bih i'm not a cheater

What's he hoopla bitch
Girl you too tall bitch
Take the roof off

hands that’s facts
Really I done thought
I’d be inside better place by now
But all my city doing
Sleeping on my sound but smoke my loud
You know that

That's the problem 
When you have  a bastard 

El-Macrawb in this bitch 
I'm right on track 
And I'm steady gettin rich 
Had about four cars but I put em

nigga
Never will they tell the truth on that nigga
You can run your mental all crazy, it feels hazy
And by the time you find out, now the truth's blurry
I

Its Flo
Ha
Too suáve with it you already know
AP on the track
Yeah, yeah
Look

This money I got it, so hungry the profit 
I love it, she like it 
She