Ur dream wil nt die, ur plan wil nt fail,ur destiny wil nt b aborted, d desire of ur heart wil b granted, 4rm dis mnth money wil no ur name n address n u shall b bless wit d fruit of life in Jesus name. Happy new day.CELEBRATE the gift of life.Saint Theo..

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Lyrics:
Verse 1
Ain’t nothin plain on me nigga 
Four chains on me 
Ian trippin bout that hoe nigga she came on me 
I gotta bitch from the west she ah suck ah nigga soft
Bitch from the east she a fuck a nigga dawg
Still playing with that raw even tho I gotta deal 
Had to get up out the city I just got nigga killed 
Pause I’m lying kinda still sippin out the Fanta 
Oxycotin and Opanas I want 4-2 for each nigga
Niggas up Lou for free nigga 
That’s my nigga come and kick it 
Mr. Still A Serve The City 
I’m the reason it’s some chicken 
Why the fuck you in the kitchen tryna turn one
Daire quit pulling on the blender for you burn something
Baby say she wanna real nigga she don’t get it 
Why you ain’t never up at night I told you I been sipping
Still gone hold it for my nigga wish I can bring you back 
turntest in the city white lows blue flags 
naw I keep two flags I’m back
I just dropped years for the gang
Catch me in the city young nigga four chains 
Signed to CMG still in the dope gang
Ion swipe propane really got it out the mud
Big fo gang catch me riding with the thugs
I got it on my own ain’t nobody help me 
Remain humble sell crack to dope fiends
You can’t lil bro me bitch I really gotta check 
Throw two in his shit I be really on that 
Put the city on my back still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died
Pull up in frog eyes yeah nigga we winning
Amiris on low if not weed Timbs 
 
Roddy Ricch
Me & 42 pulling up twin villains 
Peanut butter seats so my windows tinted
 
42 Dugg
Naw I keep two flags ion bangg 
I just drop urus for the ganggg 
 
Roddy Ricch
Turnt from the D to LA 
Always keep it a hunnid K
Number one nigga but they never gone admit it 
I was doing two hunnid in a Rarri and got a ticket
Every time they see me they say they ain’t see me in a minute
Prolly fucking on ya bitches prolly running up some digits
Forgiato wheels both lanes
Floor mats say a nigga name
Interrogation Feds try to put us on the board never identified 
All my niggas always getting doe it’s always chicken time 
I got niggas in the box gone call me collect
I got model bitches that be tryna call me for sex
And you know what they said if it ain’t directed then don’t respect it
You see em out in public they gone act like they never said it 
I see by the C side I throw it up two times 
Yo nigga got it gangsta Carti bought it off groupon 
One of the young niggas that be getting love in the city 
From the hood to the dub in the tub pull up with em
 
42 Dugg
Pull up in frog eyes yeah nigga we winning
Amiris on low if not weed Timbs 
 
Roddy Ricch
Me & 42 pulling up twin villains 
Peanut butter seats so my windows tinted
 
42 Dugg
Naw I keep two flags ion bangg 
I just drop urus for the ganggg 
 
Roddy Ricch
Turnt from the D to LA 
Always keep it a hunnid K

Free Dem Boyz

4 Da Gang (with Roddy Ricch)

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Bitch, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the Hawks play the Pistons

Okay, money on my nightstand, jewelry on my nightstand
After market extendo, I pray it don't jam
They say it's on sight, then I guess it's on sight then
First couple of shows, the F&N was hype man
Way before the PJ I had a flight plan (Plan)
Goat with me, shake his hand, that's my right hand
A hoe'll fuck your homeboy out of spite, man
We had so much lean the store went out of Sprite and
Y'all don't get it, A on my fitted
Pussy nigga sayin' a bunch of shit they ain't livin'
Back on my pivot, kitchen, water whippin'
All these turkey bags, they thought it was Thanksgiving
Don't make me pull out of me, cash, I ain't trippin'
Long ass nose on the sticks, got it pimpin'
Let me see you shake it one cheek at a time
Double shot with the lime, yeah, your body-


Bitch, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the house, play the Pistons

Still remember Chief, he was three doors down
I mean How? How you ain't last a year? Look at me now
The reason why that bag in town
I got bricks, no top, sad, everybody want fit
Forever I'll sag, they don't let a nigga in, nigga
All my bitches got a Benz, nigga
If I can't fuck, don't text me
You ain't gotta like it, but respect it
That FN still my weapon
Ayy, just step back, bitch, before I shoot
Walk a nigga down without tyin' my shit
Let him play crazy, he'll die in this bitch
4s over 5s, and 6s still over 9s
R.I.P. to Rob, now I'm trippin' for the gas
Rolls for the winter, then I'll prolly give it back
Still can't believe a nigga made it off of rap


Bitch, who? Maybach truck and the coupe
Only time I'm goin' back and forth is for the juice
Feds still got me in court, shit crazy
Only time I let a bitch record when I'm writin'
And I'm famous, but can't shit change me, nigga
A million dollars worth of game, these niggas
I sold green, sold white, sold lyrics
Courtside watchin' the Hawks play the Pistons

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