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Starlito]
I'm just tryna clear my mind and think better
I probably said that, Lito, Lito

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Act I lost it or somethin'
I saw this shit comin'
Tell me what would've done
Off wanted, was me none
Still sell ounces off my phone, fifty thousand then I'm gone
And I been out it since my house is not a home
I might fuck your ho to sleep and stay up counting all
I give her 'bout a month, she gon' be talkin' 'bout I did her
say I led you on when there wasn't no feelings shown
I wanna fuck your friend (again), haha, fuck this we grown
It seem like most these niggas more with looking like it
I send so many shots you think I had a license
Expect to get indicted when you livin' like this
And I they feeling my shit, 'cause they be stealing my shit
Shit done got so silly man, I really might
But before I do let me get this right quick
Riding 'round the Ville with a stick, like I'm still in '06
Rentals with the off tints
Listen, you don't know shit
like I got a tat on this bitch, how my trigger finger itch
I done a rack on this bitch
I done seen how she act on that
Girl you nasty, this, I'm back with the shit
Just break 'em down to four zips, and the shit
Black trash bags, we having that shit
And we give no passes to no passengers bitch
So far past 'em I don't even passing a bitch
Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain't patching up
I'm back with this shit, don't give a fuck who you go get
I'm out here day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it gets
'dem steppin' on shit, just put his foot on a brick
I had to get me some money too, I resist
Hard

[Verse 2: Don
I wonder how you watchin' me eat gon' fill up stomach?
I ain't even countin' it and I want some more money
Sorry, don't know how to chill, but I got ice in my
Spend my days at the bank, and my nights at the range
How you figure fuckin' me will be a good idea?
I got that toy on me and I'm than Buzz Lightyear, yeah
There we go, hoes hysterical
My lil shawty's body like the off Incredibles
Lookin' like a snack a bag full of edibles
I'm not from this planet, I'm an
And I still ball the game ain't fixed
I brought extra ammunition my aim ain't shit
never got the hint
High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the York Peppermint Patty
Now I'm black on black on inside the devil's favorite chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, 'bout to be her baby
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he just like his daddy?
I'm so good at making babies, I think that's my hidden
Okay, okay, back to raking up the money just to it
Trapped a hundred pounds and it never left the
My lil partner left for Cali and he came back with a
That was 2012, he got seven years for
Just in case you thought this shit was cute, you're
Out here tryna get some 'til they have your ass in chains