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signs on the freeway
Listenin' to Beanie and Freeway
Mentally replay these days
Hopin' to regain sense of the past
Starin' through the lens of a glass

ready to grab the
Stick and go apes outside
I never found out who did it
That shit ate my pride, i swear
Heh, but maybe that was a sign
Maybe God ain't

a nigga ass
Have his brains hanging
Got a five deuce nigga, that love to bang
Much love to my nigga, named Baby James
Can't rep the set
And I ain't saying

a beautiful sign
You (It's You, It's You)
I never wanna live another day without You
(It's You, It's You) i thought my way and my
Life was lost without you

on his feet
Out in Cali, thinking 'bout the hood
Looking at the bеach
Jugg Messiah 3, JK back up on the beat
Hе had a BAPE sign, 223 took it off his tee

You rise early
Fall outta bed to get to the nine to five
Gotta get paid it's do or die swept
In amongst the suit and ties
Peak hour traffic moving by

(Bitch)
I can not tell which from the which (What)
I can not tell bitch from the snitch (No)
I see and I'm picking the sign
You go end up picking my side

from New York
Got a deal from another label
But the other label said the other labels
Ain't do shit for they roster
Shit, so they told me don't sign
I

deathbed
The last thing I wanna hear before I
Sign out Is that Queen shit
I've got 99 problems but my music ain't one
Look I can't find a job
And my bitch

(Oh, it wasn't produced by RJ?
Throw the beat away)
Yeah, listen, bitch, yeah

Bro stacking
Throwing gang signs quicker than Itachi
Pouring cups

Right now is not a option
And those who creep
Got the mag' in the heat
To guard the 5-inch screens in
The back of the seat
And now they got this daddy

(Just me) just me
Just (just me)
I wanna say just
I wanna say just
Damn

This that "might see twenty-five"
The name I see for my partners
Now

spit sick shit
Troopers like V-R
You will end up in an E-R
When I drop a gear
I make MCs 
Toast too close but no cigar
My hand is a trigger
Phil Blunts

recognize
My time is divided by dollar signs
Shit let me miss you
Pull up on you put it on your spine
Knew you was nasty
When you started sucking from behind

again--

Hello?
Hey danny! Would you be so kind 
And pick up your phone?

In the one percent chance I do sign on, my riders are: on-site dressing room, two

slide
You know the vibes
24/7 the grind, I'll sleep when I die
They act like I fell from the sky
Im so devine
My angel done showed me the signs
I Figured

ti gbo o (Darey l need)

Its 4pm me and my friends are gonna get a call (Awon boys)
Ladies to side (Side)
Then you shake dem up (Efizi)
Now its by 5

a snow day
It's around this time each year I'm sure

That I hate, I hate Vermont
There's no good record stores and no good bookstores
Fifty-five frat bars

a sign
And let me know you're safe and sound
Losing yourself in the moment

Happened so fast
All right before my eyes
Right before my eyes
Like

Flash back to twenty-five, wonder where I'd be if i
Hadn't looked at that one sign, not made the call that changed my life
Try not to contemplate,

about what they gon' do til it's time
I'm thinkin' if I should sign (ooh ohh)
I text my grannie I love you and she ain't respond
Ain't process she

Spence, man, that been my nigga for years
May in he 5 in peace
My bitch black as hell but she foreign, she speak Guyanese
Menace to society, if I can't

without no cosign
Forty-seven plain jane, this bitch Joe Biden
I just caught 'bout fifty 'bows, what's a hunnid thousand?
Niggas only sign them deals

on OG
Flying on out with the OG's
I puff ounce got the whole thing
Got cookie bags I'm boujee double
These signs fuck police
Got a bitch down now on both