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@Erva
17
30
@Penelope
85
30
@Kora
0
30
@Anahit
0
30
@Ibrahim
19,913
30
@Cai
311
Blrr
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
She hate that me be totin' a nine when I ride 'round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I'm from (I'm from)
I got some niggas doin' time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can't drop a dime, we won't tell cops
Just a year ago my life was good, now I got all these problems
I made it out the hood, but my career seem like it slowly follow
I swear my soul misunderstood
Might be the reason I got codeine problems
Sometimes I feel like I can't do it
I hit my knees and send a pray to Allah
I fuck with lil' shorty, she say she gonna scoop the bill dollars
And if I die before you make it
Promise you won't forgive what I taught ya
Hard to survive
So I stay faded off this codeine mixed up with narcotics
Once where I got her, had to face it, one daily hit, you gone tomorrow
I'ma leave that round and throw my mind
'Cause I gotta make it home to my dollars
I know my life be on the line
So I never move 'less I'm with them shottas
I see the time
Look at my eyes and my grandma say that she see a story
If I write a book, it'll be on some war shit
She got me hooked up down, lil' shorty gorgeous
I send a shout-out to my mama, 'cause she never thought about abortion
I'm drippin' sauce in my pijamas while
Blowin' up with them brand-new Jordans
Sometimes I reached out with a Carter I
Bought her, that's what these niggas look
It's perfect timin' on that new
Audemars, remember I couldn't afford it
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
She hate that me be totin' a nine when I ride 'round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I'm from (I'm from)
I got some niggas doin' time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can't drop a dime, we won't tell cops
Yeah, maybe I'm the problem, I'm just tryna reduce it
Feel like I'm right back at the bottom, I can't win from this losin
She from the hood, but she a model, so I drip her in Gucci
I roll with the kush smoke with her mama, damn, I fuck with Miss Suzan
I ain't got no time for all that
Drama, that toxic shit was gon' lose me
I do the dash inside this 'Vert, I can't get caught with this Uzi
I put some racks inside your purse, like, "Go and blow it in Louis"
Can't sell no crack, I'm thirty-thirty 'less you clutchin' a toolie
I put my heart in every verse, you know my life like a movie
Can't even talk 'bout who we murk, you know my life Call of Duty
Four rounds, it's filled with them gunners, I think they tryna do me
I thank you for believin' in me, I'm not talkin' 'bout Toosii
Um, fast car skrrt-skrrt when I skrrt off the block
If a nigga run up, we gon' put him on FOX
Broke up in all hundreds, we knock a few dollars
Real dad, headhunter, got to blick up my drawers
Boss talk, one-fifty, tryna get her knocked off
Is it my neck or my wrist or the with
It, the glisten the reason that she love?
She love the way these diamonds shine all in my watch (woah)
She hate that me be totin' a nine when I ride 'round
I swear that your love hard to find now where I'm from (I'm from)
I got some niggas doin' time on a cellblock
With Johnny, duck these police sirens (woo, woo)
You do it, better do it silent (silent)
Ayy, on the team, gotta keep it solid (yeah)
Ayy, we made a vibe, can't drop a dime, we won't tell cops
30
@Sonny
197
Brrr
(Cub, know he go crazy) Brrr, brrr
(Tell me you love me)
Uh-ooh
I got the engine, and I'm on some man shit
I thought that that was some man shit (prr)
I thought that that was the way that you said
That was from my understandment
Aw-yeah (ha-ha-ha)
Man, a nigga just rappin' at this point
I8 go vroom, skrrt
When I spin off the block with a whole Hunnid racks, in my pants (my pants)
I don't know about you, but I'ma die for my mans (my mans)
Steady thinkin' 'bout you, can't get lil' ma out my head (head)
Try to run from the truth, just like you do, but I can't
Shawty fuckin' my nigga, no Al Pacino
Glock work on the block, no Scarface
Had the ball in your court, you ain't pass me the rock
I took the Penny Hardaway
Nigga talkin' extorted, get hit with the mop
I'm geeked out, Roxies, broad day
Man, I need me a baddie like Nicki Minaj
Come put that pussy on me
Girl, that pussy so good, when I fuck, I be sweatin'
Model bitch from the hood, she be chasin' that Fetty
She wanna put that period blood inside my food, don't eat spaghetti
Baby, I'm the superior, I came from the mud
My whole damn life, I been war ready
He say, she say, she say, he say, baby, why that really matter?
Like why we can't talk 'bout investments?
Girl, you know I bang blue, you could go get a better man
Go to work after school, that lil' mama intelligent
All I think 'bout is you, man, I think that you Heaven-sent
We go straight to the top, that's the place they ain't never been
I be sippin' on Wock', on that shit, I spent hella bands
I'm in love with this thot, ain't nobody got better than
Nigga, I'm with the mob, go to war with the Taliban
Goin' all the way up (skrrt, skrrt)
I just wanna go all the way up
When I skrrt off the block (woo, skrrt, skrrt, okay, let's go)
In a brand new i8, yeah
I8 go vroom, skrrt
When I spin off the block with a whole Hunnid racks in my pants (my pants)
I don't know about you, but I'ma die for my mans (my mans)
Steady thinkin' 'bout you, can't get lil' ma out my head (head)
Try to run from the truth, just like you do, but I can't
Shawty fuckin' my nigga, no Al Pacino
Glock work on the block, no Scarface
Had the ball in your court, you ain't pass me the rock
I took the Penny Hardaway
Nigga talkin' extorted, get hit with the mop
I'm geeked out, Roxies, broad day
Man, I need me a baddie like Nicki Minaj
Come put that pussy on me
I need me a Cardi, without the B, you know I'm C'd out (uh)
Whole Lotta Red, no Playboi Carti, leave his corner
No, I no longer want her around me, bitch, I'm goin' up
My dick way longer, make her suck it, got her throwin' up
Shit get real in the field, no Ricky Bobby
Know these niggas gon' squeal like Mickey talkin'
Quick to empty the steel like Ricky caught 'em
Wanna fuck on Ochocinco's daughter
No, I can't even swim but I'm deep in that water
They don't know how it feel, so I smoke a whole quarter
First 48, no law and order
Bitch better go get her drawers in order
He ain't really gon' shoot that, you ain't thuggin' (you ain't thuggin')
I might come through with a blue-flag Crip like Danny Glover (like, le-ooh-wee-ooh)
I fucked her once, but I don't really know her
So, tell me how the fuck you love me, stupid motherfucker? (motherfucker)
I8 go vroom, skrrt
When I spin off the block with a whole Hunnid racks in my pants (my pants)
I don't know about you, but I'ma die for my mans (my mans)
Steady thinkin' 'bout you, can't get lil' ma out my head (head)
Try to run from the truth, just like you do, but I can't
Shawty fuckin' my nigga, no Al Pacino
Glock work on the block, no Scarface
Had the ball in your court, you ain't pass me the rock
I took the Penny Hardaway
Nigga talkin' extorted, get hit with the mop
I'm geeked out, Roxies, broad day
Man, I need me a baddie like Nicki Minaj
Come put that pussy on me
20
@Finlay
277
30
@Callum
1105
Uh, yeah
Uh, glaciers on my wrist, glaciers on my neck
Uh, I might spend some paper on your that'll get her wet
Uh, I might drop some paper on that nigga, get him whacked
Uh, V8 motor all of my vehicles, we gon' get away
Ayy, iced out my bitch Aude mars
You know it's lights out when I catch that boy
Two-seater with a bad like Rihanna, no A$AP Rocky
Two C's on your bag, you can get anythin' that you want
Truth be, yeah, I'm mad, mad rich
So don't treat me like the average ones
Ayy, I really been off the porch way before you had a gun
I didn't really have a choice, now it's a blessin', I'm the chosen one
I'm really the voice of all them young ins totting stolen guns
Shoutout to them boys who jump out blast and put a hole in one
And don't forget I'm only twenty-one, yeah, twenty-one
And plus I drive a twenty-one
I was seventeen that was twenty-one
Since the plug number nineteen
Fuck it, let him go for twenty-one
Promethazine and codeine got me floatin' like an astronaut
Just like a punter, kick the door in
A duck, he went and air 'em out
Vice versa, whoadie dropped a bag
Like right back at you, whack his bro this time
Draw the line inside the parking lot
I'm only parkin' what your parking lot
You know we love them brand-new black Air Forces
Them boys is askin' me if I trust that squad
Stack my blue faces now I'm moonwalking in Calabasas
Private flight, new faces, still to this day richer than all my opps
Ring around the Rosie with that stick, fuck it, spin they block
Oh, ride 'round with that heavy metal in a foreign car
The only thing could beat the devil is the triple cross
Bentley Jeep, let's ride down Melrose to get some Farrago
It be the same one that yell bros that'll tell on you
I know locked behind the cell doors you'll tell somethin' (uh, yeah)
Uh, glaciers on my wrist, glaciers on my neck
Uh, I might spend some paper on your, that'll get her wet
Uh, I might drop some paper on that nigga, get him whacked
Uh, V8 motor all of my vehicles, we gon' get away
Ayy, iced out my bitch Aude mars
You know it's lights out when I catch that boy
Two-seater with a bad like Rihanna, no A$AP Rocky
Two C's on your bag, you can get anythin' that you want
Truth be, yeah, I'm mad, mad rich
So don't treat me like the average ones
30
@Finn
1,288
CashMoneyAP
I go to war 'bout my niggas, yeah
Quan just made a hit
Quando Rondo nigga, yeah
Ooh-hoo-hoo
OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice
RIP to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise
Tryna forget the pain, put a xanny in my dirty Sprite
They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life
Bailey don't you change, you know one day you gon' be my wife
Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice
I go to war for you, baby girl I put up a fight
I ride for lil shawty and I told her that that's one gon' ride
I know they hittin' 'cause a nigga came up
Nicky really my round, I know he won't change up
Every day strapped down, Quincy kept a banger
Now my nigga locked down, got me filled with anger
Life on the run, I can't let 'em capture me
To the top with my niggas, I swear that's where I'd rather be
Every day strapped down 'cause these niggas after me
Jacksonville to Miami, they can't keep no track of me
I know, a big flag on my left, 'cause bitch I'm rollin' sixties
Been flippin' with Lil Quisey, hittin' licks city to city
I know they want me dead so I got thirty in my glizzy
If you lookin' for me, I ain't hidin', nigga come and get to the
Top where I'm going, I know they hate 'cause I'm elevating
Patiently, yeah I been waiting
Every day I'm paper chasing
Feeling it's my time though, hustled and then I grind for it
I done committed crimes for it, many times I did time for it
OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice
RIP to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise
Tryna forget the pain, put a xanny in my dirty Sprite
They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life
Bailey don't you change, you know one day you gon' be my wife
Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice
I go to war for you, baby girl I put up a fight
I ride for lil shawty and I told her that that's one gon' ride
Promise we gon' ball at the three point line
Quando Rondo baby, you can be my number nine
Just keep that shit one hundred just like ten dimes
Just keep that shit one hundred like ten dimes
Got you baby girl, you know I'ma put up shots
I'ma buy you that new Mercedes fresh out the lot
I got these niggas hatin' 'cause they seeing what I bought
I caught a couple cases but you know my shits got bought
Tryna run me up a check, she tryna run me crazy
'Til the very end, would you be my lady?
'Til the very end, would you be my baby?
Poppin' Percocets to ease away the pain lately
4 Pockets Full, shout out Lil Baby
You know my clip full, pull out that three eighty
I do this for Bowen Flats, they really raised me
Tryna duck the feds 'cause they tryna trace me
OG told me Quando life's a gamble like a pair of dice
RIP to Quaffy, know my nigga up in paradise
Tryna forget the pain, put a xanny in my dirty Sprite
They choose the life of fame, I'm feeling already lived that life
Bailey don't you change, you know one day you gon' be my wife
Walk in Lenox Mall, we gon' leave out with a lot of ice
I go to war for you, baby girl I put up a fight
I ride for lil shawty and I told her that that's one gon' ride
30
@Fraser
789
Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin'
Mama couldn't pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin'
Ever since I was lil' one I ain't had nothin'
Walk a mile in my shoes, you'll see that I ain't frontin'
I know one day I'm gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it
Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain't got time for it
No, no, I ain't got time for it, no, no-oh-oh
Tryna stack my money tall like them twin towers
On your block I make it rain, that's a bullet shower
I want money and respect, nigga, fuck the power
Hundred shooters comin' silent, that's a hundred vowels
Tryna get money, nigga, fuck these bitches
In my own lane, yeah I'm on my road to riches
I just fuck then I duck 'em, I don't love these bitches
Gave her my heart, she fucked that up, so I don't trust these bitches
Plenty times in that cell, I caught a couple cases
First day out, no wasting time, I went back to them basics
I'm chasing dead faces, I'm feeling be-traited
I finally made it, them niggas they hatin'
The fact, damn my name was ringin' bells
Locked up in the cell, ain't nobody on me pay my bail
Deep off in that water, I was swimmin' just like Michael Phelps
Lost my nigga Quaffy, I swear you ain't know how it felt
Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin'
Mama couldn't pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin'
Ever since I was lil' one I ain't had nothin'
Walk a mile in my shoes, you'll see that I ain't frontin'
I know one day I'm gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it
Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain't got time for it
No, no, I ain't got time for it, no, no-oh-oh
I know Lil Lick, he gon' kill for me
And I know that Rufus go hard for me
I know that Pac gon' send shots for me
Do drive-bys out all of them cars for me
OZ'll take out his heart for me
Kenny did time in that yard for me
It's a lot of shit Flash taught to me
It's a lot of shit Flash taught to me
If it's pressure with them niggas, we gon' gun 'em down
When it's beef bitch we creep, we gon' run you down
My favorite alphabet that K, it shoot a hundred rounds
Boom at the blood to cross the mouth about a hundred pounds
Potato on the barrel, swear that it won't make a sound
And we ain't squashing shit, you know I'll lay you down
Leave 'em in the lost and found, I'm the sickest in my town
It get wicked in my town, so you better not play around
And you know we be on that gang shit
Disrespect that gang, swear to God you'll get your brain split, yeah
RIP Quaffy three times
My niggas they with it, we just buried about three nines
Only reason why I went on that lick 'cause I got tired of hustlin'
Mama couldn't pay the bills and I know she tired of strugglin'
Ever since I was lil' one I ain't had nothin'
Walk a mile in my shoes, you'll see that I ain't frontin'
I know one day I'm gon' make it, 'cause I grind for it
Distance myself from that fake shit, I ain't got time for it
No, no, I ain't got time for it, no, no-oh-oh
15
@Hatice
408
There go Quando at the door, yeah
And I swear, and I swear
By the corner store, that's the murder squad (yeah, yeah)
That's that third eye
I just wanna buy, things I never bought (things I never bought)
That new car garage (and a rover, yeah)
Aw shit, there go Rondo and he steady leanin'
Catch me wearin' 'round wit' my blick, they wanna six feet me (oh)
On her, I cash out wit' them racks out on some D and G kicks
Three hundred Blackout in the Trackhawk, I be steady speedin'
Trap house whippin' remix, dirty sprite, I need it
Day and night, no, I don't care about this life I'm livin'
Diamonds bright, his diamonds shinin', say that he anemic (yeah)
Wrong or right, you know I'm wild, and I won't let me seasick
I could never leave my brother, that's just on some G shit
Ain't been the same since big bro Pablo left us all on defense
Yeah, she my main, but I don't trust her and I really mean that (yeah)
He in the rain with no umbrella, he just wanna be rich
Uh, uh, I, all of my cars, they the fastest
From the bottom, I make this shit happen
Got some niggas that's still in the trenches, a lot in the prison who steady be trappin'
And I'm screamin', "Fuck reminiscin'", these niggas be dissin', we hoppin' in traffic (skrrt)
Every day, on a mission to run up a million, we wrappin' the bricks up in plastic
I keep a rod in the Bentley 'cause I know they envy and really want static
I made a decision to get up and get it, I know that I cannot go backwards (uh, uh, uh)
One call, then I'm makin' you vanish
My dog, yeah, that's really my best friend
Lunch on, I walked in with the baddest
Foreign car, out the window, the ratchet (ok, I gotcha)
Tomorrow not promised, live it up, can't leave this way
Just bein' honest, never thought that things'll be this way (oh)
Ridin' 'round with a hundred, catch an opp, he gon' bleed this K
Two double cup and when he pull up, you gon' see his face (oh, yeah)
Oh, shit, there go Rondo and he steady leanin'
Catch me ridin' 'round with my blick, they wanna six feet me
On her, I cash out with them racks out on some D and G kicks
Three hundred Blackout in the Trackhawk, I be steady speedin'
Trap house, whippin' remix, dirty sprite, I need it
Day and night, no, I don't care about this life I'm livin'
Diamonds bright, his diamonds shinin', say that he anemic (yeah)
Wrong or right, you know I'm ridin', that's what left me seasick
I could never leave my brother, that's just on some G shit
Ain't been the same since big bro Pablo left us all on defense
Yeah, she my main, but I don't trust her and I really mean that (yeah)
He in the rain with no umbrella, he just wanna be rich
No, I'm not happy, I was born back in March madness
Shorty bad, yeah, she the fattest
Matter fact, she look fantastic
New double R, can't wrap the plastic
I think I might go matte black it
That's just to show that I ain't average
One thing for sure, I'm still blue flaggin'
He keep a pole, but he ain't savage
Turned around and look what happened
Stick to the code, that's automatic
We kickin' doors like, "Where the racks at?"
Two double-O, the dashboard jaggin'
You must ain't never checked my jacket
Straight up and blow, another casket
Jumped off the porch and got a ladder
Too much of codeine in my bladder
Two-four like Kobe, that's a tracker
New iced out Rollie, that don't matter
We kick it lowkey, not together
My uncle told me, "Chess, no checkers"
Look at my trophy on the dresser
That's my lil' woadie, know he next up
Y'all niggas owe me, pick a stretcher
Oh, shit, there go Rondo and he steady leanin'
Catch me ridin' 'round with my blick, they wanna six feet me
On her, I cash out with them racks out on some D and G kicks
Three hundred Blackout in the Trackhawk, I be steady speedin'
Trap house, whippin' remix, dirty sprite, I need it
Day and night, no, I don't care about this life I'm livin'
Diamonds bright, his diamonds shinin', say that he anemic (yeah)
Wrong or right, you know I'm ridin', that's what left me seasick
I could never leave my brother, that's just on some G shit
Ain't been the same since big bro Pablo left us all on defense
Yeah, she my main, but I don't trust her and I really mean that (yeah)
He in the rain with no umbrella, he just wanna be rich