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I'm to die for this shit
I'm to flip it and end up in
prison the rest of my for this shit
So my ain't want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this
And if I somethin', I ain't got the money
I'd be robbing and shit
Don't how much I cry for this shit
I am willing to ride for this shit
You know my hobby,
of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm cursed I go
to and stare at the Bible and shit
say I'm the worst cause I do
my dirt, and I don't be hiding shit

Bitch, I'm a savage I at you
bastards, I wonder you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear more rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your or your jewelry hoe
All you my and I'm a
lieutenant, goddammit, you should be me hoe
I hope you know I ain't going
All you just better get used to me hoe
Nigga, I'm Mr. with my jeans,
me a jeep, cause I wasn't riding as much
My bank account weak,
don't look at me, I ain't got no for no fun
Starting to like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip, and start crying or som'
I might hit up the Smith's,
throw me a fit and wait for my to come
nobody give or show me love when I was coming up,
I had to up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don't really knuckle up,
I hit 'em the uppercut,
I had these motherfuckers running for life
Unidentified craft I'm flying past,
I'm an alien and if you look up in the sky
Blow mind back,
put eyes back to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and mind explode in the wind
And you sit down, repent
I was raised in the me and the clown are friends
Red for your kids, sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends, I don't do with kids
What you know about dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon
What you know about leaving the
open when there's no heat again
And the rent is due and landlord
try and you out on the streets again
Nigga, I was only of a Bentley and a
fucking Lamborghini I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get before I guarantee that if
I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I
She don't want me to get petty,
turn her dime into a penny, but she I got a lot of shit to say
I got and water and a henny,
it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you all up in the face
all up in the lake, I
Wanna see wake die
don't wanna wave bye
Creep I came by, teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi, we from the Side
Eat when the hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top, beg till knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan, into three cars
You just a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room of germs
Nigga, I all of my idols and
rappers ain't been rhyming a lot
What the fuck to Jay
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever to Elzhi?
happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans? Whatever to Lauryn?
happened to Banks? Tell me what happened to Bleek?
What the fuck happened to Mos? happened to Missy?
Nigga, what happened to
Whatever happened to
What up with Common? What the fuck, did they go?
Tell me what happened to Budden's, about Luda?
I hope they losing it now
Hope they get back to the music 'cause I need some new
I'm sick of these new niggas out, I'm that new now

I got one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Nine niggas war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
12 wanna war, 13 carnivores,
14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16
17 bombs or grenades at rental car,
18 you can die when you have it all
I got I got one, two, three, four, five, six, eight
bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
12 think they one of us, 13 guns,
14 runners-up, 15 gloves, 16 double pumps
17 shots in face till you cuddle
up, 18 you can die tryna fuck with us

I'm to die for this shit
I'm ready to flip it and end up in
prison the rest of my for this shit
And my momma ain't want me, she got an
I end up surviving shit
Shit if I wanted somethin', I got the money
I'll probably be robbing this
know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am to die for this shit
You murder's my hobby,
inside of my closet's a bunch of dead bodies and
Niggas say that I'm cursed I go
to and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I'm the cause I do
my dirt, and I don't be this shit
Joyner, wooh!