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im tryana get up in that pouch, im tryana spit some game
shawty tweaking out this bitch youn know my name
watch out for them yn's they gon take your chain
bossed up in the crib, on the game
you dont like the way i talk u cant run the place
you see me, i see bait (bleh)
huh run the fade
fake niggas gon love to hate
bossed up
why u posted up with that drac
fuck nigga get a job go sell u some pape
why u riding dick with no fucking brakes
aye shawty pipe down its gon be okay

Before The Change

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lyrics:

i’m hurt cause it’s me
i’m hurt cause she ain’t see
said “she did me dirt”, but what does that mean?
smoking on herb can’t get on my feet
im puffin this yart, it console me
took ten steps back cause she trollin
thought i was the problem till i focused
bitch said that she love but can’t show it
bae is we just fucking or is it more?
she want me as a second plan, i’m knowin
she thought i was gonna wait but i ain’t goin
i know what we got gone live short
said that you wanna get married but im not sure
don’t want you to see me at my lowest
bitch said that she miss me but can’t show it

been singing these songs with my heart
if not me, then who’s “that somebody”
just wanna give up on you darling
that shit so hard cause you’re my first somebody 

fuck with you the long way
do you miss my company hoe?
fuck with you the long way
do you miss my c-
fuck with you the lo-

(repeat)

somebody

for the thrill

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Hop out clean that nine door whip

We was just in Hollywood and now I’m fuckin on ur bitch

I don’t wanna quit 

I need I need real script

Whole lotta xans I promise it

blew five racks on a whim
 


I ain’t mean to fuck ya bitch it ain’t my fault

Juggs came in finna blow a bag at the mall

Beat that boy head to the ground now watch him crawl

I’ve been doing hard drugs soon I’m gonna fall

I just get high as shit now hear me flow

I stay switchin lanes you are to slow

I don’t wanna go

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This bitch in the club want me can’t cuff that hoe

He want method nah

he want come in nah

Juggin packs like ha

He want weed I front him

Treat her like she nothin

Honestly it’s fuck him

He my opp like fuck him

I’m off oxy buggin

We was downtown thuggin

Please don’t ask how I front him

Hop out clean that nine door whip

We was just in Hollywood and now I’m fuckin on ur bitch

I don’t wanna quit 

I need I need real script

Whole lotta xans I promise it

blew five racks on a whim

????????????

And I stay love designer shit

My new bitch a finer bitch

He want free feat that boy trip

Glock got illegal clip

Glock got binary blip

Glock shooting shit 

off these meds no scripts

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