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Sound like my mic is

I-I am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah, call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in
a crazy world so I stay in mine
And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's stay in

Like welfare, I'm St.
than a devil, nigga, hell yeah
Roc-a-bye, baby, homicide,
more tear drops, call me cry baby

What you talkin' 'bout? Tell it to my
Cut tongue out, mail it to your moms
I'm the young god, un-flawed
Bitch I'm in the buildin', you in the yard

Life's a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb
And I bet I can fuck the world and make it come
Yeah, you boys is up
And I'm shittin' on 'em two girls and one cup

Weezy Baby a.k.a. "Bring The Home"
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya funny
Laugh now, die later,
You's a bitch like phi beta motherfucker

Yeah, it how I see ya
I I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea

Man, I'm so tired of ballin' I a lot now
I let my goons rush ya Moscow
Gun at ya eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard even five fouls

Yeah, we in this like tampon's
Dump you in the woods, now get yo' on
Choke around this shit 'cause I'm so hands on
I get high as fuck and Polo is what I lands on

Back against the and my two feet is what I stand on
in the room, she blowin' me just like a band horn
Got her on her the same knees that she be prayin' on
Now she just her girlfriend with a capital, you can join

Yeah, what wanna do? I'm all ears
Smokin' on that head band, call that shit the Paul
I'm just so ahead of my time like dog
Ball like Solange, India Arie, Spears

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

I am much more than
I'm makin' on these cars and these vacations, is too much information?
I just a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racin'
With a full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station

I am to figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm Young Money, tell that magazine stop askin' me
I be with the dread, the tattoo's on his head
And a flag the colour red a fuckin' low battery, okay

peep the shit I'm wilin' on
I be your baby momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of Styrofoam
Big cheese, big bread, call that a calzone, okay

I break your fuckin' collar bone
Us against the world, pick which fuckin' side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady puttin' on
And we about to kill 'em C4, Mr. home

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
We some asshole nigga's, call us
The Money keep growin' yep, it's like a Chia

Yeah, I it how I see it
Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we should call ya
You keep talkin' that I'ma see ya
Kill ya senorita and and fuck ya mia