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Incarcerated by bars I turn these words to a prison
And if the payment ain't right I tell em double it up
You ain't fuck with me then so you best be keeping it

make my phone ring
And she on the other end like
Boy come to my bed make it snappy
Tryna bust your rubber bands
Come and dance dance dance
What you want

fuck it
I don't do shit for return
Unless we talking bout my M's
Really
I am one hell of guy unless you fucking with my kin
Hop in that whip
Make em reap

hard 
no gin rummy but ill pull your card
i had hoes on the blvd 
yeh i did it all math fuck the law 
fuck boys yeh i cut em off 
the winning team we

at Mac
I ain't really hard to find you should know where I'm at
Got a lot on my mind and the world on my back
Bring the chorus back ima tell em just like

different
Young boy done got hella wisdom
Born trill so I can tell who isn't
Talk too much and get done
Bitches always flock because the kids hung
I talk

chilling with my dad
Big bag of loud and Stone Love

Oi I'm young I don't need that stone love
Stop talking bout my man me and my man are not Kosher
Been

can't tell me that you feel me you don't know my pain
Had to struggle on my own i need that first place
I wanna win i aint even talking bout a case
I

that don't mean we equal
Aw nah
If I make a call to big bro, and I tell him to go, then he picking them blicks' up
I ain't talking by branches off trees

in his back like Ricky
Nigga be talking bout killing me tell em to come up and get me (get me hoe)
I don't give a fuck who is not feeling me
Choppa

boy like Casper
Talking shit to the wrong man's on the phone
You gonna answer
Stop trynna be like all these rappers
Little orange tips on their cap guns

come again when you have the game on your skill 
Antibiotic cause the boy too ill, tell me you think I ain't got no deal
I been authentic from the jump
I

broke so they sick in the head
Bullets is hot dont get burned by the lead
Slide to the city I see all da envy
Talking dat shit and it do not offend me
I'm

my gains and vanquish
I don't really need a cockatoo to tell me who I'm talking too
Brahma taunting attitudes of serious personas glued
Exclusively

To yourself
I got
Problems
Arising, from 12
Legend, by 12
Did it, myself
I needed no fuck niggas help
Took the top off, now I'm giving em shells
Aim for

it and go
My fit always clean like I keep me a bar of soap
All these boys puppies, I'm a big dawg
Said I'm talking crazy, baby yeah I'm off that

time is up
Go get your straight savior here and i'll tell her what's up
Oh my god see, sometimes I just get tired of talking shit by myself
I think I

dreams sense 15
And I'll still grind some more
Ain't afraid to make em hate me
Cause my life means more
They be stalking always talking
Leave me lone, get

(Yuh, wha)
I'm a pretty boy
I don't need a pretty ho
Need a medium ugly really hot
Big booty ho
And a thigh gap, nah fuck that
I want them thighs fat

groups 
So I slay them by the group 
I can go and buy a cope 
But my bitch got a coupe 
  
I'm a don I'm a king I'm a dog on the loose 
Check my chain

Must be very painful
Watch where ill be at by April
laughing to the bank and stacking my residuals
No need for me to even try imma finna pistol swap

to a Kings fan
When Horry hit that shot against Sac
From way back
My girl's getting sick of the boy
I even considered leaving
To make it easier for her
But no

they gangsta and so militant
But they killing jits I swear to God I don’t get this shit
Now let’s go on a bigger stage and open up a map
Judged by

lonely when she get high
(Get high)
I tell her slide by 
(Slide by)
You know it's going down
(Ayy)
F*****g from the sun up till the sun down
(Sun down)