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send a nigga to the sky
I'm on my way
On the road tryna drive as fast as I can
Sprinting some money ain't got time to chill I got 20 stashed in my pants

a dark state
Popped and panicking
Left my job didn't know how to handle it
You don't know what I went through
Why do people pretend to
Jack me I don't care

I'm backseat on them drills
But by myself if it's a pape mission
He was talking out his neck until the K hit it
Yeah the pigs tried to jam bro until

need to hear
You go out on these niggas necks man

Yo really wanna know my overview well fuck you
I'm unapproachable
Determined by the state of this rap

Patience bloomed full as a blue-moon
Rock sprinkled on the lawn locked in picket fences I visited last December
It dawned on me while hiking, surrounded by

gluttonous state
So the further I venture south, the more honey's coming in my mouth
You attempt to keep your cool in your honey-giving mood

I'm amused as you

to get rich, I ain't just trying to get by
I'm tryn' pull up in some shit they call that "Je ne Sais Pas" (A Wassaname)
I'm God chosen, I'm the GOAT, I got

shot a gun, late twenties, bigots run at the sound of them
Mom and dad with the belt, didn't think I won
Did a hit and run, yes, but I been the Sun,
Like

regurgitate
I'm known for that fire like a furnace place
12 tryn see ntb keeezy
versus da state
I leave you holy in my Glock I got faith
Ain't bring no warrant

team got a eat, I keep the family straight
Don't do the middleman, I try cop the weight
But if them numbers too high, I'm goin' out of state

Been tryna

I went out to Vegas with some of my friends
On a hiatus, like I vacationed with Johnny Depp
I don't know what state my mind is in
I roll the dice I

of the week
Thinking to myself, looking where life has lead
Remember used to live in a house with no bread
In a state of dread, sitting awake in bed
Hoping shit

couldn’t even stomach it
to the people that I let down
Or Brought down
Ima burden
How do I find happiness 
I’m still searching 
It’s a
New state
New home

Roddy

Huh what's the word
Yea yea yea yea yeaaaa
I get to the Twenties the fifty's
The crips yuhyuhhhh
And I got the stick
But I get the stones
When it

the lip
No poker, you know Lil' Will all by the chips

Big blue hundreds, you know that I'm cripp
Play with my money, you gon' end up dead Rip
Fuck

Then I forward that call
If they don't leave a message
Then I'm thinking they're the cops
Or a pussy ass opp
So the number getting blocked
20 years

A se stylem,
Konečně už vím, že užívat si to můžu všechno co vypijem
20, 30 prodáno za 50 tisíc korun českých
Kam to spějou
Kam to chodí
Lenochodi
Běžte

there's a part of me that will keep trying, trying
Late at night I picture myself in 20 years time
In the same state of mind
Will it last? Time goes by fast

false apostles on road looking like apostles of Christ
And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.

Look, lemme state some

at Kennedy
My cousin in chi jail for them deaths it be killing me
My day one got killed by his cousin and he tried to kill my dawg momma
These niggas be

20 years fed time (fed time)
And though my spirit meek I know you’re right there
But the reaper turned by mil dreams into nightmares
All black shadow

liquor in my cup Now we faded, hit state line
I'm so ready, out my mind Made a left on Texas Boulevard
I pull up and I go hard All of my family and homies,

I got you one day say i can't trust these snakes
She said interested I have to take breaks
Pass me a car with 20 cc from home to the United States

the singin' and all the songs
Motherfuckers, take off your thongs
Been suckin' on my nuts, back and forth like ping pongs
Wine niggas, since I'm 20, droppin'