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Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
ayy
Ay
yo
bitch
told
meh
yo
job
interviews
ain′t
been
going
well
Damn
you
out
here
broke
ass
hell,
Stressed
out
hating
on
me
probably
smoking
tale
Don't
lose
yo
life
over
a
runner
bro
that′s
slow
ass
hell
Touchdown
in
yo
city
who
got
poles
for
sell
Go
to
hell
them
ain't
Runtz
nigga
I
know
the
smell
Outside
bro
got
the
draco
in
his
jogging
pants
Please
don't
stare
I′m
traumatized
Ia
hate
to
off
a
fan
Slide
down
on
a
nigga
I
was
by
myself
God
son
but
I′m
a
probably
rot
in
hell
Niggas
cappin'
bout
shit
in
songs
that
I′ll
never
tell
I
up
the
firearm
and
spray
it
like
it
got
a
smell
I
was
happy
till
I
thought
about
my
niggas
locked
in
jail
Droppin'
money
on
they
books
like
they
go
to
Yale
Order
shit
one
time
now
I
just
got
it
on
the
shelf
It
was
god
I
never
say
I
got
it
by
myself
Look
ice
buffs
wet
ass
hell
come
try
to
snatch
em
off
me
On
stage
my
shit
dancing
like
the
jabbawockeez
Ten
racks
all
twenties
pants
saggin′
off
me
Plus
I'm
in
the
club
wit
four
fifths
like
a
alcoholic
Hell
naw
I′m
cool
was
gone
hit
but
her
neck
was
salty
Now
she
walking
down
the
street
like
Ms.
Sally
Walker
You
the
type
to
cuff
this
bitch
boy
you
that
retarded
I
might
just
throw
her
a
number
if
her
neck
retarded
Bitch
watch
yo
tone
when
you
in
a
rack
wit
bosses
When
I
rap
these
niggas
treat
it
like
a
pastor
talkin
Yeah
they
take
notes
(yeah)
I
can't
take
a
shit
without
the
draco
(yeah)
Niggas
tried
to
slide
like
we
straight
hoes
(yeah)
Another
homicide
another
haloo
My
sister
know
I
never
say
"No"
This
the
shit
we
prayed
for
(yeah)
Ay
it's
a
snake
in
yo
circle
he
can′t
wait
to
wack
you
for
me
Heart
cold
the
heater
and
this
Louie
jacket
on
me
Shit
changed
I
can′t
leave
without
a
weapon
on
me
Gotta
keep
that
big
bitch
with
me
like
Shrek
and
Donkey
Ran
it
up
on
my
ex
my
life
like
acrimony
Counted
fifty
while
my
bitch
was
cussin'
out
her
bad
ass
puppy
I
can
hear
that
chicken
talkin′
like
I'm
Eddie
Murphy
Make
me
chase
you
with
that
cannon
like
the
camera
man
on
Maury
nigga
Some
of
my
niggas
miss
when
I
was
that
lil
dirty
nigga
Reminiscing
that′s
when
I
ain't
have
no
worries
nigga
Killed
em
off
the
first
shots
still
put
like
thirty
in
em
Spent
ten
on
a
fit
still
ain′t
gone
post
a
picture
First
I
was
the
goat
now
it's
my
son
cause
he
early
wit
it
He
was
born
rich
I
was
pushin'
thirty
nigga
My
dawg
never
turned
on
me
now
he
turnt
my
nigga
I
got
bored
and
swiped
the
homeless
nigga
churches
chicken
I
got
bored
and
texted
yo
bitch
she
think
she
special
now
Doing
frauds
on
coins
I
think
I′m
leprechaun
Lame
ass,
weak
ass
nigga
cap
in
every
line
She
said
I
heard
you
was
a
dog
but
you
a
dog,
dog
Why
cause
all
yo
friends
cute
N
I
want
all
y′all
Hit
a
elementary
school
teacher
made
her
call
off
Still
had
kids
in
her
face
tho
cough
cough
See
a
opp
and
put
a
hole
in
one
golf
ball
Ian
givin'
no
passes
like
a
ball
hog
I
don′t
want
no
new
friends
nigga
all
soft
Keep
tryin'
to
hang
wit
us
we
gone
rob
all
y′all
niggas
Yeah
Ay
Smoke
a
fat
ass
wood
to
my
accomplishments
Niggas
turn
up
everyday
ain't
accomplish
shit
I
don′t
know
why
yhu
celebrating
yo
life
ain't
lit
Niggas
ain't
coppin′
shit
ain′t
droppin'
shit
Niggas
ain′t
stoppin'
shit
can′t
stop
this
shit
Waited
my
whole
life
for
this
I
been
praying
my
whole
life
for
this
Send
em
to
the
restroom
like
he
gotta
piss
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