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clothin'
She told me send me the addy bitch no that ain't happening I told a bitch it was loadin'
I did a little to much in the back had to go and sit down

Can't be yo daddy
Pack steady coming
Just send me yo addy
Beat steady booming
1k in yo speakers
Nah don't turn me down
Wanna be happy
I don't wanna frown

Where have you been my whole life?
Stone eyes in the dark night
You send shivers down my spine
When your cold hand touches mine
You lead me out away

to state I don't take hoes on dates
Send her the pin tell her be here by ten if she ain't getting freaky than she got to skate
Shawty wanna be jelly fam so

up to triple digits
Bag the product
All exotic
Smokey bandits
Who Im rocking
So sick
Gotta vomit
On fire like a comet
They jus talking on the comments

If anybody wants to be where I'm at
The only way they can be led there is by Jesus
Cause that's how I've been led to where I'm at
Yes God thank you

Diss the gang we leave you dead
This pole exotic
This hoe fire
She a real lil bouje bitch
Only hit her up when I'm off by
Give her good dick kick her

rhyme, another verse now
Back another night, making it work out
Bring in the P90X and curse loud
From the fire I spit imma burn down
Oh shit, what

it's Gang Wars

Yea bitch it's Gang Wars
That's that opp right there, oh yeah bitch yeah let's hawk em' down
And bet I turn his scary ass right

down hard
In the night the people tell the stories
By their warm fires under the stars
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles

still wanna be by your side, and find a sanctuary to hide
Our own little place, where we'd plan special dates
Until the apocalypse subsides

If it's our

Of salvation irritating the Moron and his glory
Now I'm writing rhymes riddling painting scenes of defacement And as soon as you protest the war sends your

you, see myself getting bucks with you
Keeping count
Of right and wrongs
Will help me write another song or keep this fire going strong
Until we burn

Lil sizzle
Its god over money like I am Bizzle
Putin on syrup it's just a Lil drizzle
This track is so fire its a freaking missile
Run up on me imma

(yeah)
Need go faster my niggas getting no masters(yeah)
Fuck all the niggas who send my location I run in the middle of god (yeah)
Nobody have passion,

Hold me down for good, that's why you carry a padlock
And send me funny pictures from the folders of your laptop
I cannot complain, you're entertaining

By the fire, none of y'all is nice as I am and I'm tired
Of you niggas with your Instagram presence getting it twisted
This ain't Christmas, you ain't

be writing enough
Dirtiest sprite in my cup
I hate that I like it too much
I get so tired of these hoes
Bitch is you up at night
Bitch is down to fuck

But I'm in a drought
We'll figure it out
I'll mix the beat and we'll scream and we'll shout and when  giants fall down
We'll be clearin em out
Prayin

Gotta little pep in my step
Think I'm in love and we just met
But you told me you down for both sides of the bed
And when we done you know imma come again

diamonds
In all light it glisten
Cant hang around Randos
They way To suspicious
I got the drop on the opposition
Bro listen

Can't slow down can't stop
Ion

Souls of the tortured
Break down their fortress
Send reinforcements
An endless battle
I see the castle
Rumble
Young man rumble
Finally made it out

Hear am now
Played my game right aso mi
Pocket full ah ten milli
First man pon d stage
Last man standing
Cos mi shut it down already
Bull head mafia

on wishin

I ain’t goin six feet under
These hollows will have yo fam
Dressed up like it’s Sunday service

Real nervous
Everytime I send a fire pack
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