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It's time to face all ya fears 
Remember when you had it so good 
Now you leaving without ya manhood 
Keeping all the shit I bought you 
Major Down grade

and my open ears
This just some shit you don't go against
Me and you we can't go coexist
Every time I breathe you wanna throw a fit
Spend a lil time
Now

shit
'Cause your man's so whack and he bust too quick
Go get a dollar for a woman who will holla
On the boys who sit with a bum ass fit

I saw him

woke- these hoes tryna see you broke- the goal is get out the hood- so why you tryna get in- they do too much to fit in a dead end- my auntie is my

a place 
Under the sun 

but if I dont fit in group

I just dont give a fuck 

it always felt like a bad luck 

trying to  be someone that im not 

cnd shit

bump that nigga to fit in but you still know he trash, 

I be actin' stingy with the drops got all my homies mad, 

Me and Copy passin' round these thots

met luidruchtige buren
En ik voel het
En ik doe het
Nike wat ik vertegenwoordig
Just do it
Knap gezicht en goeie fits
Zelfzeker op een bitch
Bepaald je

I know you see these bitches calling my name
You salty I see that shit all in your face
But bitch that's on you should've stayed in your lane 
Your

When I met you I was trying to get my shit together
Picking up the pieces that I knew would never fit together
Flat broke, broke down, funked up with

Clickin' on opps shit, give me a rush Like I do a hit , and go chill with the plug
I was fucked up, they ain't give me nothin' She how I rap, told her I just

shit not a saver
Hit Lakeland gym with Andy, gotta get my weight up
I went to Lakewood with Patrick we eating Dave's
No date with me, you chicken like

rollin' my blunts for me, She rollin' my blunts for me

This shit is a vibe, I know lil nigga let's go
She bankin' on me 'cause she love to get soaked
She

a villain
I lost my bro due to himself
I don't want nobody's help I knew it that nigga
Needs somebody's help
Only came around when shit was poppin
Spit

when it bump
She be on to me
I mean, she know what she want
She be on to me
I mean, she know what she want
Come fit the function like she goin to church

go crazy
What happened

You can catch on my show
Been snapping

From the diamonds to the fit
Stay matching

Doing shows on the road
No bragging

Play

fit top dollar
Oh, all these lil boy, they my son
I'm the shot caller
Spend a bag, make it flip
Double that, don't give a shit
Spend a bag, make it flip

Want your meat in my mouth not no steak
Cuz you finger licking good like ole bay
Big grown woman shit
I'll hit 'ya with that spit and twist
I love

a masquerade
Pretending that you're someone else
Welcome to the escapades
Pretend you give two shits or less
Hello, hello
Let your true colours show
Stoop down

Took a moment to behold
That the ego is under tow
By the demons within my soul
And they screaming fit in the mold
I don't know anymore
I don't know what

you like a wizard with this shit
Boy, you a fool
You give me opportunities to slide on you

Where you at, where you been, boy, don't shoot
She wanna

fit in nah
Not even in Rome
There's no middle man though
I'm straight to the source
Straight to the source when you got it like that
Blow through

is when a dime
Need the guts inside her tummy moved
I stir that shit up like it's oatmeal, till we both squeal How Y'all broke still, you claim you

raise a sign
Sometimes I just wanna tare my hair out
And go right back to the days of which
You could have a voice and be sayin shit
Without a generation

now
I throw a fit in that undercover now
Can't answer shit, gotta give you the runaround
(Racks in this bitch and they finna touchdown...)
(Aye sell)