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More bills
I’m less chill
More work 
let’s scurt
More fans 
I’m hot damn
Like I’m off a x and percs 
Pussy comes and it goes
Word to rob these bitches burnt
Tippin the scale 
diamonds come up from the mother Fucking dirt
Jimmy just me you the worst
This ain’t a show
But you immersed 
on a high I never learn
This the dream No Hakeem 
I been taking shots like it’s 93
I ain’t falling off tho Krillin just threw me a zenzu bean
Please dont check on me 
I been whilin 
you just typing on yo screen
Everyone around me knows
Ima fuckin a fiend 
Hittin that bitch from the Backend 
Need some gas so I tapped in 
I can’t go if they taxin 
Never gonna cheese I’m lactose 
Bitch I know I’m an asshole

Nah can’t fuck with a fat hoe

Found out quick that the bitch slow

Yeah I bet her life is a shit show

Now you know why I can’t go

But you know jig will still hit tho

Paid Nigga, I’ll still pull a kicked door
Making money but I’m still in the mix though
How you ballin, Nigga still Hittin licks bro
Back in the day I was stealing and robbing 
But now I ain’t stealing for shit
They say I be high, no I ain’t high
And I’m all in the field with that bitch 
And he sent some shots but he never hit 
So now ima kill that bitch 
Ima slam em like Shaq with this 32 
I feel like O’Neal in this bitch 
Niggas ain’t opps they bitches
I put that shit in they face 
Why you pop out with them snitches
Cause granny know Jigga don’t play
Same lil place we gon meet 
Be the same lil place he gon lay
And I can’t even speak on a Nigga but
Shh
Got hit in the face
Ballin real hard no race 
And I’m blowin her back out
They know I’m rolling 
Yeah they really be like jigga chill
They know ima crash out
Ain’t got no worries for these niggas 
I really be chillin
So what is they mad bout
See I live my life like the bases loaded ninth inning 
and we on the last out

Dipping to dodges 
I’m high as a rocket 
I’m finna go get me some chips

They say that they sliddin 
they chicken like dodges
I know they ain’t sliddin on shit

They dummies they funny 
we see them they runnin 
You know they don’t ride with no sticks

They fumble Im comin
I’m dumpin they runnin
I still fall in love with my Blick

This one for them shorties 
Shouts out to my Brodies

She let me hit that ass 
And she ain’t even know me

If we roam we loaded 
223s and 40s

My homies say I never pass I shoot that bitch like Kobe

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