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You see me dressed in Dior
I still handle murda business
I do the dirt by lonesome don't need no co defendant
The whole store in his coat
I match

the chips
Blue faces in my right pocket no I'm not a crip

Forty-five on my lap if you wanna try this
Stay with a machete that pierces like a trident
In

Bitch its the trap samurai
Look me in my eye
Gotta couple guys that'll die by my side
Cross the line meet my five
You not sly
Top of the mornin the end

supposedly
All the tough shit ending on my block
There's little niggas playing hop scotch that'll pop glocks
The young niggas they all fund the triggers
Making

Leave it all up to me I'm the realest in the room
If I had one leg I'll stand five toes
I don't even need no shoes
Tell these bi***es I don't need a thang

is divisible by 5
And my girlfriend only like white guys
I sniff alcohol so I get high
This beat fucking trash so it sound nice
My elbow hurts in

A commander in chief and never checked by none,
A security brief I keep a person Gun.
As I look at the Sun I know the Earth has spun,
With mankind

And give T-Lady grandbabbies (Babies)
Yea that'll be wavy (Wavy)
My baby having a baby (Baby)
Just me and you
No Benz coup
But an AMG
With the GLC
With

Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels
Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields
In sixty-five I was seventeen

own/
Surrounded by fans and im still feeling alone/
When you know its no guarantee that imma make it home/
To ease all the pressure im just staring at my

Smoking hella thraxx, lil bitch get back
Put a hand on me, force me to attack
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
(For eight years I played by the rules)

Smoking

from SoundCloud
The tables have turned
I'm the cig that’ll burn you
And leave everybody disturbed
This greenhead's sounding kinda smoked out
Call you

thinks y’all are trying to dearly depart me I’m just trying to end where the start be Might get high till I’m scared of my heart beat Smoke shit that’ll

Anything that'll drown out the sound, this'll deaden it
If Money makes me happy I probably shouldn't be spending it
There's a lesson I learned by laughing

Burrell
Overshadowed by the darkness
All alone on a sofa made for 4 or 5 souls
3 AM, dead silent and they tell me that ya house just reflects your

stuck inside a 9-5
On to the next so we switch up tactics
I can tell the difference cuz you niggas don't practice
Can't chill if it's something I can

Facing all my giants with me got my back Lord in the best way
Five stones and that slingshot if the enemy wanna test me
You pull me out of those

Keep a thing on the hip
That'll school ya
It's all good bro
I ain't worry about it
When it comes
To vet talk
Y'all should be quiet
We done came up

the dominant -

Common in my circles, in my family, where I'm at -

But to you I mus be Tarzan, swingin' off these bars man - -

My success been in God's plan -

don't turn dookie
Cause we'll be lookin' like another Detroit, Michigan
Not a diss, shoutout to Detroit
Don't miss the point
Have you at pistol point,

up, I'ma give a lesson like a teacher
Forever stand, never fold
Or give your blessings to a eater
Never be a munch
Or trust a hoe that'll get you beat

Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh
Yeah
Yeah
I'm in the ocean
Yeah
I'm in a boat
Yeah
Fly in G5
Ugh
I'm in the air
Coast to coast
Uh let's go vamanos
I swear i'm still

and sometimes she do shrooms
Do you know what it's like to provide a better life?
You go to college everyday work a 9-5 at night
Shit
That'll be alright as long

on your whole fuckin' family (Uh, uh)
Put both of my wrists on freezer, hard to believe like Black Jesus, uh (Okay)
I got a choppa that'll send you to Hell