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Who'd ever thought that we'd make from the dreaming
Being when your momma Puerto Rican
I went to see the voodoo priest while dealing
Seeking protection from my foes know they scheming
Santorini beads on my neck the heathen
Point blank range (HOT) led brains
Closed casket facetime turnt strange
Tried to be away tired of played
Took my talent to South Beach, but I couldn't stay
that I signed a deal with Wayne
I was in the
Held my weight every I came, ask Mack Maine
Me and Bird communicate about the
Hard to deal with pussy niggas I got two
I say the truth music to convince it
Rest in peace to and Paul, ball like Rodney Vincent
Going days without Belaire had me skinny
Relationship with Tommy Ray a bunch of niggas
say he ain't as portrayed I be seeing different
V6 supercharged key ignition
windows tented chilling with my bitches
Nook I'm having thoughts of who really with me
Cold game, heart this a cold sport
People say I'm chosen don't what I'm chose for,
Graduated from the form my name
Court cases expired statute of limitations, of shit get me high somewhat invigorating
Get it in 10 to 10 when I get to craving, eat the plate with the utensil then the scrape it
No expectation for you rappers I'm a Gucci man, Vette me and Lito' bumping Gucci Maine
Start track, it up back to the future
Beat me up, think fly make a niggah' ya'
Seen of shit that never happened in the movies
Front page, newspaper game feeling
Slow nights catching sales we going fishing
Snow white on the scale break them down to
Hustle in my they scared of my potential
Vicky momma steady messing up her dishes
Her brother never liked me, said he better not me slipping
But he don't know I step on shit I'm bout my business
Hashtag big ol' pistol rip ya'
with the misses meant to say my mistress
Balenciaga shopping in the they call me Mr
Free my Armeis Way, free my nigga' Mister
When Rico Love talk to me bout' music, I listen
Grind and don't get tired, that's how you shit on
Wishin' I had time to go and kick it Lump,
Recordin' in Miami, recording out in
Foreign in sandals, in the nude I examin'
Fish plates, veggie wraps, Mocka check the trap
Lou my lil nigga' keep it going we forever that
Southside landlord with guerillas
big fine ass naked in Chinchilla
Sir Issac Newton fashion jacket it just got
You don't see this gat' I'm packin, in the rental
the plate and spin the Benz while hangin' out the window
Doors open, out and everybody get it
Bread of the roundtable everybody winnin'
Thirsty disloyal career to get at fitted
Whoever hang with ya' make sure get it
Death in the family, everybody feel it
Holdin' my dick irritated, need some
Assumption as if the chick I'm lovin' wasn't niggas'
her to lift her up she wasn't fuckin' with it
Rub her feet, bathe her, kiss her soft, proceed to her titties'
To me she was a queen, but she want other nigga'
Punchin' on her, her I guess she love that nigga'
Tears after my daughter's death, never even saw the steps
Trappin' in the streets, if it wasn't there then it was
You respect the dealer, I respect the one who didn't