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Ain't
to
many
I
can
trust
I
let
these
rubber
bands
bust
I
got
money
Ion't
even
touch
the
shit
collecting
dust
A
hater
gon'
say
this
and
that,
but
y'all
ready
know
whats
up
with
us
I
gotta
rob
with
all
these
guns
they
might
just
try
to
stick
me
up
Lil
hoe
trying
to
give
me
bonds
cause
my
songs
going
up
If
I
ever
touch
this
bitch
you
know
she
must
of
asked
some
love
Lil
bruh
he
on
the
team,
but
the
set
you
know
he
throw
it
up
My
boy
just
called
me
from
the
pen
he
said
"We
finally
going
up"
Wrap
the
shoot
I'm
on
the
stage
with
that
pocket
rocket
tool
So
many
Milwaukee
Bucks
Told
a
fan
is
all
love,
but
just
watch
how
you
walk
you
know
Cause
I've
been
shot
and
I
been
crossed
you
not
quick
to
buss
Think
this
shit
be
sweet
you
crossed
The
line
you
know
theirs
repercussion
Come
from
the
mud
Now
my
condo
view
the
whole
city
Don't
need
no
washing
dryer
fuck
it
add
another
stove
If
they
count
to
the
end
who
want
fire
beef
a
little
business
They
know
we
keep
it
silent
and
they
know
we
handle
whole
business
I
woke
up
this
morning
with
a
hundred
missed
calls
Check
came
in
cleared
their
was
a
hundred
racks
top
Left
out
the
bank
big
old
bags
hurt
my
back
bone
Ain't
to
many
I
can
trust
sometimes
I
feel
like
I'm
alone
Ain't
to
many
I
can
trust
I
let
these
rubber
bands
bust
I
got
money
Ion't
even
touch
the
shit
collecting
dust
A
hater
gon'
say
this
and
that,
but
y'all
ready
know
whats
up
with
us
I
gotta
rob
with
all
these
guns
they
might
just
try
to
stick
me
up
Lil
hoe
trying
to
give
me
bonds
cause
my
songs
going
up
If
I
ever
touch
this
bitch
you
know
she
must
of
asked
some
love
Lil
bruh
he
on
the
team,
but
the
set
you
know
he
throw
it
up
My
boy
just
called
me
from
the
pen
he
said
"We
finally
going
up"
All
this
money
coming
in,
but
I
got
money
pilling
up
You
know
this
money
sorry
Pour
up
lean
and
baby
ball
Got
Saint
Laurent
all
over
my
collar
Let
em
count
that
guala
No
I
didn't
go
to
College
They
want
verse
send
deposit
With
a
hearse
I'm
dropping
body's
Too
many
racks
I
can't
even
count
that
shit
might
give
me
Alzheimer's
They
might
just
try
to
cross
me,
but
that
shit
like
crossing
bow
wow
In
my
hood
that
shit
get
live
wire
it's
hot
that
shit
done
set
on
fire
I
pull
up
in
a
cat
burning
tires
My
prices
going
higher
Ain't
to
many
I
can
trust
I
let
these
rubber
bands
bust
I
got
money
Ion't
even
touch
the
shit
collecting
dust
A
hater
gon'
say
this
and
that,
but
y'all
ready
know
whats
up
with
us
I
gotta
rob
with
all
these
guns
they
might
just
try
to
stick
me
up
Lil
hoe
trying
to
give
me
bonds
cause
my
songs
going
up
If
I
ever
touch
this
bitch
you
know
she
must
of
asked
some
love
Lil
bruh
he
on
the
team,
but
the
set
you
know
he
throw
it
up
My
boy
just
called
me
from
the
pen
he
said
"We
finally
going
up"
Ain't
to
many
I
can
trust
I
let
these
rubber
bands
bust
I
got
money
Ion't
even
touch
the
shit
collecting
dust
A
hater
gon'
say
this
and
that,
but
y'all
ready
know
whats
up
with
us
I
got
a
rob
with
all
these
guns
they
might
just
try
to
stick
me
up
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