Like pooh shiesty
I get fiesty i get crazy
With sh#t
I told that b#tch if she dont like me
Why she trynna rate the dick
Man f#ck hypebeast
I get mighty
I be kd with my blick
It get exciting
When im writing say goodbye then pay the kid I said rise put on my fives because its time for getting paid and i ain’t change this sh#t get strange ain’t close my eyes for seven days lifes a maze but im amazed that i could rhyme and then it pays remember days we take your chain and say there’s gotta be better ways get bread with haste if taste it you would probably get replaced cause sh#t dangeous ain’t been anxious just had five up in my place wearing j’s im sharing j’s and now we riding into space i hit bet bank get finer things my dip my 9’s for my mcqueens dumb lil b#tch done said i changed i told go shine the rings might say im bold but when im old i might home and fly the planes or i dont know but i just hit another quota by the way and i can’t fold it but im colder sipping soda i could spray dont you know dont need no motive I get bolder when you hate grip it tote it sh#t get loaded i been rolling in the paint
Just like lebron i been destined manifesting thats just the type of sh#t im on can’t take no stressing and if its stress i ain’t gon smoke unless its strong you a mess but dont confess you make investi guess upon dont get rest but i been blessed so i impress and thats a song sh#t complicated non related i been living wrong came dominated im greatest take it how you want if you want the fade dont conversate just might go roll that in a blunt mobbing late got a 8th thats smoking in the trunk
This sh#t get ghostly
Better watch your better back all my is sh#t is golden so then holding rolling with the strap i
Stole the show my flow been go jordan your been smoking crack, and its a different type of loading boldened pulling with the mac floating i ain’t stress a moment id have drove where im em at
Put that on wax
Like that sh#t im smoking
I ain’t ever choking when its raps
Your shot look broken mine been soaking dont distort it with the facts and i ain’t joking i still get that hoe legs open to go to task and if its poking im in oakland im the token with the bags b#tches scoping til they find out i ain’t joking with they #ss i get to smoking they dont know they like woah bro hold up relax they b#tches throat em lick the pole then imma get em home and fast they mans is hoping imma slip up on the road on f#cking crash
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