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i ain’t trippin but why you tell me lies (yea)
know it’s been a minute 
since we talked i ain’t tryna reply (yea)
reading every sentence
this the bible of my life
out of sight, mean out of mind
out of my hands mean out my knife
ain’t no love left
its plenty reasons im the best
so put a name on that, i put my name on it
craved it in the stone, where the rain on it
this shit got meaning 
baby i can’t come down i’m greening
eyes low, soul high got me speaking 
like the deacon, every bar a scripture read it
if i said it i done bleed it
don’t compare me to these demons
i got pape don’t shop at neimans 
(hey)
still got pain inside my defense 
still got ghost that talk in sequence 
he-he want love i want a reason
he want time i gave him seasons
c-call me a jerk, them texts i ain’t readin’
heart got locked, threw away the agreement
moved on quick but the scars still deepen

bible.wav

!BANK

polo (vangohson+tumfy)

Cut up v3 p. 1aztrxl

prod. kitabeatz

lyrics:

Oh my God Omar you a low life ass bitch

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give the nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

1 or 2 bitches tryna suck this dick
3 or 4 niggas tryna up a blick
5 or 6 songs nigga they all hits
8 or 9 times bitch I made a hit
I-I-I'm it, Bitch I'm him
Niggas can't even step in my room
You a bitch, that's on God
Why the fuck would I wanna be you
Nigga I'm a goat, in my own lane, fuck is these niggas gon do
You can't ride my wave, you gon need a boat tryna do the shit that I fucking do

Man I love talking bout the money that I ran up
I would hate me too if I could never run these bands up
And you fucked up bad bitch you got your chance fucked
I could never look back to these niggas hell nah
5R bitch you know that we running shit
I cant fuck with that hoe she a scrawny bitch
Turned 18 then I start running shit
We too locked in never argue bout a bitch
With my twin we still getting that cheddar
Pockets heavy, yours light as a feather
Walk past a group I ain't checking the weather
I pass the blick he gon blow at whoever

Money coming in, numbers going up
You gon need a pin tryna see wassup
Ran up hella fans I thought I was stuck
Bro got a F.N said he keep it tuck
Nigga put your hands up
Throw them bands up
Throwing hella 1's
She a dancer
This a big Glock don't wanna face that
When we catch em give a nigga face tat
Top 3 lil bitch I been the one
They gon follow my steps cuz these niggas my sons
They like "Omzi you did it" I been a run
I ain't miss in a minute I took a shot once
Fuck that stupid boy thinking tryna hit my blunt?
Nigga I been the realest I keep that shit blunt
Most these niggas they fake as a bitch and they lame as a bitch tryna profit I been on that run

The 1

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