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

Bitch, I'm a savage I at you
bastards, I wonder you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some rapping,
I'm just not impressed by your cash or jewelry hoe
All you my and I'm a
lieutenant, goddammit, you should be me hoe
I hope you know I going nowhere
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 looking weak,
don't at me, I ain't got no time for no fun
to feel like Tyrese,
I'm 'bout to trip, and start crying or som'
I might hit up the Smith's,
me a fit and wait for my wire to come
Ain't nobody give or show me love when I was up,
I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before ride
And they don't wanna knuckle up,
I hit 'em the uppercut,
I had these running for they life
Unidentified craft when I'm past,
I'm an sailin' and if you look up in the sky
Blow mind back,
put your eyes to your iPad, I'm an Iraqi in suicide
When the are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
And you gon' sit down,
I was raised in the sewer; me and the are friends
Red balloons for your kids, sink my tooth in ya
I too many friends, I don't do good with kids
What you know about riding in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a of sazon seasoning
What you know about leaving the
door open when there's no again
And the rent is due and your
try and throw you out on the streets
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a and a
Lamborghini when I win 'em, I'ma finally get a break
If I didn't get away before I that if
I to God, then I can say I got it when I pray
She really want me to get petty,
turn her dime a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and and a henny,
it up and let the semi shoot,
I'll pop you niggas all up in the
all up in the lake, I
Wanna see wake die
They wanna wave bye
Creep when I by, teeth like a K9
Bleed through your Levi, we the East Side
Eat when the hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top, beg your knees pop
Skrrt in a Nissan, swerve three cars
You a bird in a beehive, you just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga, I said all of my and
favorite rappers been rhyming a lot
the fuck happened to Jay
Electronica? I wonder if he got it or not
Whatever to Elzhi?
Whatever to Meth?
What happened to Beans? Whatever to Lauryn?
What happened to Tell me what happened to Bleek?
the fuck happened to Mos? What happened to Missy?
Nigga, happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to
up with Common? What the fuck, where 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 new shit
I'm sick of new niggas out, I'm that new nigga now

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

I'm to die for this shit
Said I'm to flip it and end up in
prison the rest of my life for this
And my momma want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving shit
Shit if I wanted somethin', I ain't got the
probably be robbing this shit
Don't know how much I cry for this
Said I am willing to die for shit
You know my hobby,
inside of my a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I'm 'cause I go
to church and stare at the and shit
Shawty say I'm the worst I do
my dirt, and I be hiding this shit
Joyner, wooh!