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Niggas talkin' gangsta I see 'em
They sing a different tune fif'll boom
Blow his head outta space til it hit the moon
Raised up by our granny
Sleep

on 

Being nice bitches
You took all dat wit chu 
No subscription 
But I'm still gone get that issue
U got his baby 
But u still text me I miss u 
If you think

that new Mercedes wit the leather seats
So anytime she think of me it’s Never cheap
They tell ya to stay strong I’m better weak
I need my Bread long I

the middle like Malcolm
Play it different from when I was by my ex like Malcolm
We X’n out all the doubting its doubting an I'm rerouting
I'll rather argue wit

go hard till it's all over
I made it out of them projects I went and got on my own feet
I don't sleep I'm gone eat and money still won't change me
So

dream of being thugs
Thanks to you 
For the love of Baton Rouge

Intruded by them sirens on a daily
Buck shots it's crazy 
This passion done often made me

brand new, the house the clothes the cars and the jewels
This is me man this song is so true yup solo stay by myself don't need a crew
Don't like

find another n***a (huh)
Tell me girl do you love this n***a
Did you fuck em raw use the rubbers wit em
Up late night i wanna plug this n***a
I cant

partners always stay solid 
And yea we move in silent 
You niggas watching stay jockin 
Maybe you'll get a lil knowledge 
I guess they want me to stumble

[Slimkid 3]
I sleep wit one eye open, that's my third, that's my word
Gave it one try hoping to fly the whole bird
Turbulence occurred
Cause shit was

the people bounce where the music gets around,

That's me, ridin' in the back of a taxi,
Gotta go home where I can't sleep,
Kill the telephone and be alone wit

Two middle fingers to the opps that tried to play me
I got shootas by my side they stay off safety
Give a fuck bout what you say my niggas cut throat

to la livin’ gracious (Gracious) (Mhm) (Yeah, yeah)
(Huh)
No need to kap (Kap)
Get photo wit scarn or by jag (Jag)
Please make sure when you post it you

feet n i flex wit a Bad bitch
Had a smile on her face mona lisa
Don’t trust that girl she prolly a Treesha
Been around stealing hearts she got a Visa
Got

of clouds
Glidin', this be that weed n rhymes, I stay on point
Wit a joint lit, bitch I'm rhymin slick
And you can't really tell me shit, I'm ridin' low,

to wait
Yeah I'm working on the album
But I ain't got time to waste (At all)
I been waking up early
Just to go to sleep late
Why that look upon your face?

the ones impressed by a post on IG
I believe they wore masks before COVID-19
You too sleep, no hoodie make you legendary
Yo self care can’t cure what’s

Stoopid
Coming around wit a chain
Get that shit took you a goofy
Don’t sleep in the trap tho
Task force at the back door
You still in the trap tho
You jus

got more drip than when it's rainin
You get a smile from me
I hustle 24/7 when you sound a sleep
On top of the game is where I'm bound to be
Create my

I dealt with my baggage 
Shot at it by suckas and psyche was ravished 

Of who I can trust 
I do wit out fuss  
The who where and why 
I do not

as a coors lite
Niggas hate me im doin right
Foriegn car lets take a ride
Dont play wit me the stakes is high
And i mix match my designer
Vlone on the top

Baby that’s fine wit me
Just don’t make me pay for his mistakes cuz I’m who making you smile
That’s only my opinion
Know naturally you gonna have a few

It's three in the morning. I can't eat and I can't sleep
My daddy's gone out drinking. I'm shaking and I'm grinding my teeth
My cat's got emphysema.

wit they guns drawn deep
And then y'all wonder why I scream fuck the police
Some nights I can't sleep
And a nigga sit and think
Got these devils on my