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All you fools just the same
Ain't no to your name
Ain't no credit line open, discrediting the fame
Form business in the name, something unique like a slain
Make a difference, a change
But ain't no puppets on a
be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor that'll represent you when you're out
Forget you you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my need to win

Always was a even when I wasn't 'posed to
The money getting bigger as if it supposed to
Just a lonely nigga, talk too much to myself, need a
On July 8th broke down gates
Now watch, high all day
you leaving, fuck all evening
Call me mister all day
Trap all day and
Don't need a house less you 'bout some change
Expand my conscious, tryna' on water
Feel the on me
You hatin', I'll be somewhere slayin' bitches by face on me
Catch a fade, Kobe, with an on me
Not phased, don't pass that shit
Cough, smoke, cough, got my shit off
'Bout to put in the air, 'til a nigga doze off
'Cause you got shrooms, I got a room
You and me we reach the moon
Never wore a disguise, the skin I'm in
You trade soul for fame, we ain't built the same

All you fools just the same
Ain't no credit to your
Ain't no line open, that's discrediting the fame
your business in the name, something unique like a slain
Make a difference, a change
But no puppets on a string
Don't be chilling on the couch, this is for the clout
Remember this is for the niggas that'll represent you when you're out
Forget you you need your friends, fuck it we just meet again
All my niggas need a plan, 'cause all my niggas to win

All I wanted was to be a one to one
Now I'm one in
Compulsively a nigga run up or get none
Know I feel your pain, a different day, a pay is altered when you're done
Hater put you down, afraid to around, instead I pen it for my dogs
Now my city give me 150 for my steez, 150 for my
niggas, we gotta eat
Shouts to fans that's
Independent grind, at least we did a company
We a bond that never breaks, never up the cake
Not a fan of fingers at men
dependent on who can pay for academics
Homie your are missing the appendages
You back handling business, no kidding
My at the clinic, I need a prescription
My vision is clearer through smoke and them
I can't be compared to those niggas you
So don't be offended niggas don't feel you

All you just sound the same
no credit to your name
Ain't no credit open, that's discrediting the fame
Form your business in the name, unique like a slain
Make a difference, make a
But ain't no on a string
be chilling on the couch, remember this is for the clout
Remember this is for the poor niggas that'll represent you you're out
Forget you when you need your friends, fuck it we just again
All my need a plan, 'cause all my niggas need to win

Feeling brave? run up
Buck shots, here
And I need Joey to pump it
Pitbull, no
Badmon, I'm
Dunno, gun
Can't tell me nothin', no need for discussion
I'm the sinner and saint, I'm the box bully
Used to buy Bathing Ape, now they send this to me
I paved the way for niggas that're to say what they wanna say
Now a demon demonstrate, annihilate, love haters all the same
Will I die from my homicide or I die from taking too much drugs?
Lord knows I deserve to die on an acid high and I'm cupped
line, hundred blunts
Seen a few bitches I'd to fuck
2Pac in 96 and
27 club, I come
Comma, c-c-c-c comma, comma, comma, a lot of decimals
I just s-see my account and c-c-c-c-c-c-c all my blessing up
Bloodstream of chemical, crip, blood, twist your fingers up
Better some of them veterans
Bet they gon' say beginners luck
I die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my and manage the pain
I would ride for my niggas, show me the lane
My still in the kitchen, w-w-whooping the 'caine
My celly' ringing
I find enough courage to answer
The is hitting
that that shit is not giving me cancer
Trip on acid I'm rapping, Sippin' muddy, counting money
I think she took too many Xannies, she asleep while she was sucking

Made it out the gutter, out to my mother
Kudos to my papa, he ain't the rubber
is it, I do this shit here for my brothers
This is it, I do this shit for my brothers