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[Intro: C.]
I hope you it out

1: Bas]
Shine man melanin gold
I you never get old
your youthful spirit
I the world do fear it
the tip of the spear
And with our dyin' breaths, I bet the world hear it, look
I saving money for my taxes
Bassy on jumpin' through these brackets
I got 20 bitches coming to the crib
I make my niggas got some racks, what you need?
They gon' shoot through niggas it's practice
I make the money run some laps
Every time I go see the cash grow
We even act cordial, we assholes
Bitches in my lasso, is so?
That's word to my hoe, I'm that cold
through the town a black soul
My froze twenty-nine times over
Look I have seen more my time
Lived 9 lives for about twenty over, I told ya
Everything you've done I overdid, I'm over it
Nigga, Dreamville the whole coast how we it?
Them boys stale like toast when overdid
I hope quit for real
But if they don't I got a million
I got the flow in pocket, the emoji rocket how I'm here
A lot of em' sound they in a talent show
So I give 'em something to like the Alamo
Tally-ho! A Joker like a Spades game
Keeping both eyes open rain man
Crew on that fuck your life drank man
We slide in the like paint
Never gave a fuck, fuck what you think
Ran up in the club 'till sent the lights in
Had to tell the please let the lights dim
Five more minutes see me a slim
Thick bitch the you, me and my grin
Tell her bring the you me and my friends
See the night end with the right guy
me and my kin, speak with the right pen
Creep like the lightning in the sky
Go Janet Jackson, we back to back in
Black SUV's, black tints would you look at
I'm booby-trapped in your fluid skin
No groupie action, your bougie
You're classic, girl we outta here

Bas]
Bas, it's
Queens nigga with the nigga
Got the waitin' in the pocket ooh

2: Bas]
I asked P, poppin'?
He we are nigga, trips to DR nigga
Got the borough jumpin' it's J.R. Smith
Know a couple let the A-R spit
Got no what you say y'all did
Only y'all live
Smokin' blunts that's the way I live
And I live?
Niggas front of their shorty, wives
And their brother's on the other side
Every is like a 100 lives
from the black nine
I could the pressure multiplying
Make you feel ain't no hope in trying
But we always
All this blood I bet it to sea and wash out
'Cause they don't want you to see but out
Nigga out

[Outro: C. + sample]
See I you to see
I've through so many things
Things ain't what they seem
Hope you get the
I hope you it out
Now I'm where I belong
Had to let it go
All the pain I was on
Now I get the
I had to it out
You got to feel the music, do you
It you higher and higher