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Im from the 9 I come from savages
Fuck your logic we deal with a different narrative
Before the steak meals butter asparagus
Having respect was more imperative
Industry niggas and gangstas you gotta narrow it
Niggas be finicky pressure I have him tattling
Might fuck up your pockets quicker
But right after you roll them dice you better watch them niggas
Petty artists they be gaffing like they bought a half a key up
Niggas flip the story better than they flip the re up
A bunch of non competers Easy to creep up on the patron margaritas
Killt em calm in Adidas have them follow the leader
Shortie high off my style like a bong of sativa
Bigger goals bigger house
Expect the new editions or Ricky or Ralph
Over Joyce my smile as big as this ounce
As big as this check that hit my account
If not love really whats this about
With my granddad sipping the ginnes stout
I got it figured out really this what livings about
When you're down and out the world don't feel the same
But your love is like elixir to my veins
When the fame is gone will yet your love remain
But it seems that your addicted to that game
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All Green
03:08
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Lately I been on the Somalian flex
Teddy threw me some pieces always fuck up a check
I need the whole 2020 collection im on deck
2x the top Xl the sweats
My direct sell for wreck
And then exhale the rest
You think I do this for tv but aint no cam in there
I smoke 200 bucks a day that's 70 grand a year
Wish I could claim this on my taxes
Uncle Sam can't get what's under this mattress
You can't relate you non active
Plus your whole hustle game is lack lust Acura
Looking for some dope boys that's us
I represent a small percentage of the niggas that really talk and live it
Travel with it always off my pivot
Of course I hit it I be courtside with it
Uh enough raw to make the dog sick
Fuck a uhual truck I need a forklift
Fuck a 5 star suite I need a fortress
And if ever I swipe I use the corporate
Its more lit More shit
I buy champ for fun I got endorsements
Of course its still all green like what sebi sings
And business over everything
Everybody I know with real money don't want fame
Was dark then the sun came
Underground king like the pimp and bun name
Whole lotta flavor contain
Got your whole record deal just on one chain
One thing we come in peace but still gun sling
So keep your piece unless you want flame
Through all the smoke smoke clear and smoke there
Still get a whole lotta debts for wholesale
Meet me in the lot of the red roof inn motel
Had to cut the middle man tried to ride my coat tail
Gas got my feet on it nigga tried to put a whole g on it
Got him out the way put my g on it
Uh im a Harlem nigga anyhow you niggas looking goofy we still koofi smack ya jimmy style
It came from us if it was any Loud smokers club I live it out
Uh enough raw to make the dog sick
Fuck a uhual truck I need a forklift
Fuck a 5 star suite I need a fortress
And if ever I swipe I use the corporate
Its more lit More shit
I buy champ for fun I got endorsements
Of course its still all green like what sebi sings
And business over everything
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That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
Rich nigga etiquette
Rederict dead a bitch
Nah I aint rob I aint got no sick fetishes
Game inherited hella lit
Genesis levisist no matter the season or what the weather is
Derelicts urban terrorists exposed to delicate
Fighting some demons fired my therapist
Hell if its hot hell if its not
Americas stone lyricist
They gone cherish this
Marathon gold medalist
Im still here blog sites crash look Im still here
Weed wrap done look im still here
Ready enable fuck get the deal cleared no ill will there
Block posted with my young boys aint no real chill there
Steady pacing through the bullshit rocking out here
Big 44 call it Austin Croshere
Just getting started we be rocking all year
Locked in all year she talking mouth im all ears
Yeah
That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
Yo I snatch the blunt up out of satans mouth
I tell my bank to make accounts
I tend to turn to crime its time to make the cake im out
My side bitch getting complacent hod to cut her off
I had my young boy rip his face out like that butter soft
You think that it was so white
Ruined the first ones I told my mother to get more plates
This shit real back when Nelly was making tip drill
I figured out I get 480 off of 6 pills
A revelation contemplating should I get him killed
The past the past that reminiscing don't mean shit for real
Im puffin grass hoping the homie make it on a pill
My bitch from the A look like vivica in Kill Bill
Yeah no I got issues don't need tissues I got pistols for that
Have ya bm blow me down while I count up me a stack
Motherfuckers acting tough for niggas know that they rats
Its ever really problems niggas know where we at
That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
That pussy fire get the flame thrown
Wetter than the rainstorm
Fuck her with my chains on
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Fix The Pain
03:03
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I hit the reset button now I'm raising the stock up
Max out im a rocker you can tell by my posture
Might fly shorty out cop a flight off a hopper
Cool out baby I got ya
Illest one on my roster
They garbage nevermind them really they oscars
They reach in they boppers
Look at they diagnostics
My outfits hot topic nah hot topic
They aint got this
Might dedicate a month just to tour the tropics
Eating rasta pasta pass the pack that's mine sis
Turkey bag off the backboard
Crib on my neck that was a gift
VVS stub check my shit
They think I make montega flip
Stakes is high and I aint talking bout de-la shit
Early bird my lil homie played the graveyard shift
Get flawless on the line ice the pinky ring
Og different strains blow a bag fix the pain
Fix the pain
Get flawless on the line ice the pinky ring
Og different strains blow a bag fix the pain
Fix the pain
Reality hits im like one of my sober
Life as a stoner put me in coma
The morning mimosas
Niggas be jokers
Most of them raised by cobras
They really be Dojas
And outfits from dover
No convo I keep it Quiet like playing poker
Them passive days is over
You just a toy soldier
Special dishes palatos
Check seeing the lower
Patch me in with a grower connect it like Motorola
Sneaking bud to Paris think I won't roll up
Emergency half ounce stuffed up in my lint roller
Ten 4 wassup invest spend those bucks
Windows up then roll up
Get flawless on the line ice the pinky ring
Og different strains blow a bag fix the pain
Fix the pain
Get flawless on the line ice the pinky ring
Og different strains blow a bag fix the pain
Fix the pain
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Flowers
02:17
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Being delusional's a sickness and hate is a real thing
Lost good friends for nothing that thought is a real sting
Success is cool but its never fulfilling
Survivors remorse is a hell of a feeling
Tell you love me while I can say it back
Streets is a myth aint no love in that
Ignorance blacks killing other blacks
Pissed like the sun got the nerve to shine
First to blame stares then assert the crimes
We living in the worst of times
Best thing to keep your energy pure stay alert for signs
Its a tough pill to digest at any cost
Lost two brothers same day a year apart
Tell them you love them while they can hear it
Give them they flowers while they can cure it
Positive energy through the spirits
I can feel it
Tell them you love them while they can hear it
Give them they flowers while they can cure it
Positive energy through the spirits
I can feel it
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