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HMU (motorola)
03:21
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My dad had a white corolla
I got a black motorola
My eyesight does not appear sober
I'm just tryna do what I'm posed ta
I mix the coco with the doja and have these jackboys in a coma
I'm sick as ebola
We roll in a rover and ride til its over
I rhyme through a stoma and chief on that medicine for melanoma
Then go hit the moma
My phone blowing up like balloons
Feel like I could jump to the moon
I'm tripping ain't swallowed no shrooms
How could I choose
In between rapping and school
Now the cats that I knew like "what happened to you?"
And I dont really know how to answer you boo
I been cheffin and servin and popping them blues
Hit the bathroom just to shit out the booze
At the end of the night man thats just how we do
Bahamas and Europe I cruise with the crew
And my dudes and my lady but never witchu
Cause I pity your lifestyle
Feeding right into the system exploiting yourself for a retweet
I see what they saying about me I swear man it's like I was CC'd
Curled up with my girl watching netflix she naked except for a necklace you home watching TV
I'm some like a genius with this bsg shit y'all not in my genus or species
Believe me
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Smoke (peephole)
01:59
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Tell me who is that at the door
I wont open up if I don't know
So I gotta look out that peephole
Boy gon get just what he coming fo
(that smoke that smoke)
I don't want none of that twitter beef
I'mma just roll me a swisher sweet
Fulla that medical none of that mystery
I got it from the dispensary
And y'all can't compete, we in a different league
Flexing like you was the mvp
Go wash your mouth out with listerine
Cause I pity you fools like I'm mister t
Trap moneyyyy, I got trap money
My wrists is itchin
Gotta get back in the kitchen
It's been about a minute
I been doin somethin different
I swear I'm working my ass off
I swear my skin made of kevlar
I'm just lookin for some bad thots
No ludovico, I flew to rico
Way out in Quito for that perico
Glass of vino and a half a kilo
Look like I crashed into ski slope
Wrap me up like a damn burrito
cause I got
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Hounds (betcha)
03:11
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Pour that liquor out for dead comrades
Thank god that I never been in combat
Dial up the plug twice no callback
Cause my server been slow no comcast
And I need it now, I got motherfuckers that depend on me
I'm tryna get enough bread on me to have some enemies
I'm with a ten and she be looking like a centerpiece
I take her to the tippy top floor and call her eloise
Now I'm all up in the hole no ketamine
But I can't shake the dissociation
Don't know where my fuckin brain is
The look on my face is so vacant
I'm wandering some like a vagrant
Through this mental anguish
Like I might be a danger
To myself and my friends and even complete strangers
You stay in the closet like hangers
And I betcha bitcha bitecha
Like tyson, bet she beatcha like a fighta
Just to spitecha
Who got the lighter
Pass that to the writer
Lean in the white cup righteous
And I bet a beast a eatcha
Like a pizza, double cup stuffed like a reeses
Seeing Jesus
Who got the reefer
Pass that to the speaker
Follow the leader scream eureka
And I bet the boys a bustcha
Touch ya fuckin cuff ya
Give you tough love till ya roughed up
Who lit the blunt up?
Pass that to the gunnas
If you getting money throw a hunna
And I bet that I could outcha
Like a bouncer
Putcha snout right up to them ounces
They the loudest
Who got the sour
Pass that past all the cowards
Hound dogs bark and devour
Uncut dope like the dick of a catholic
Introduce a catheter and snap it I'm a maverick
Dark horse never wore a saddle bitch
Never had to settle bitch
Hella rich, for cheddar I'm gallopin
Hangin in the gallows its a real tight view
Me white crew a never try to be like you
Cause we like us, cats with low self esteem bite us
Judges with they panties in a bunch indict us
Rather beat cases than faces live righteous
And roll up like a dub at the back of the night bus
BSGs get higher than a kite does
But what goes up must come down, you right cuz
Unless, we can somehow float above
Hate promoters but we only be promotin love
Baby girl let me know that I'm her only one
I smiled back and told her that she was only one
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4. |
For Show (fasho)
03:22
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All these hoes is ladies
All these ladies hoes
They just wanna ride mercedes
They just wanna sniff that blow
They don't wanna have no babies
They just wanna have mo clothes
Ain't seen her wearing much lately
She out here showing for show, fasho
she buss it buss it like the meal is finished
don't look at me like a meal ticket
I see in your eyes that the wheels spinnin
2 fingers up for the real women
Who got a job, who independent
Who representin for the whole gender
Cause a lotta these girls got ho agendas
Honestly, I'm no pretender
Fucked up, but I ain't on a bender
She asked me whats up, you a big spender?
I told her I only make good investments
She wasn't tryna hear that message
Like we can do it with no protection
Be an odd couple have a closed session
She must be wilin, no alex
In wonderland off that alice, D
-Nial is not just a river in Egypt
She texting me but I can't think of no reason
She said she was sposed to be bleeding and she never late
So that means there must be two hearts beating
And she wanna take rides on rides
But she don't like me driving high
I pull up on her like my oh my
Why you lookin so down, dry yo eyes
And that dress got her lookin dyn-o-mite
And I got a feelin its fight or flight
And we ain't goin out like pilot lights
Cause I'm really more a private guy
And I try to err on the side of right
But sometimes need a lil slice of life
And they try to tell me hide my pride
But fuck that, I know I could die on sight, plus
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5. |
Trust (cya l8r)
04:21
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gotta get this paper
no immigration, bitch I got my papers
rolling up them flavors, I'm like see you later
Maybe never, im done with empty conversations
gotta get this guap
I can't ever stop, I won't take that loss
I just got one shot, I don't see no opps
Motherfuck the cops cause I'm above the law
If I had the money
I'd buy me a rari
We'd be two life forms with carbon in body
Them waters is choppy but still I'mma sail
Never again see me sittin in jail
With my head in my hands bitch I know I'll prevail
Said I know I won't fail
Cause I redefine success
That peace of mind no stress
Selectively lucid definitely stupid
I might throw the switch at my own execution
This music at times is the only thing keeping me goin
I ain't really been working I mostly been jerkin my ego
But now I'm like d-rose's ankle so broken
And more than ever I'm focused
To your suggestions I'm open long as they constructive
First time I hit weed was when I was fifteen and I had to say fuck it
Ever since I been in love with that feeling of indifference turn to numbness
So make your assumptions about how I function while smoking on something so luscious
Yeah you know cause its pungent so loud that I pump it
I been on some overall dumb shit
The substance alumnus
That dick in your butkus
The one you should fuck with
That is if you can keep up with
Shout out to my cousin no uncle that's rukiss
Now he go by ex nihilo
I'm just out here trying not to die alone
In a firefight or by firehose, yung trust
hook
I been pulling all these double shifts
I been on some other other shit
Tryna get money then double it
Cause I ain't equipped for that strugglin
Sleeping on me ho you snugglin
Why they don't like me so puzzlin
Preyin on buzz I'm a buzzard yeah
5 times a day like a muslim
Ceezy don't ever keep gunz on him
That being said poke the muzzle in
After that she wanna cuddle an'
Do all that shit like a couple yeah
Want me to cuff like a suspect
In custody I give her custard
She say I got her so flustered them butterflies in her stomach be flutterin
aint even tell her I love her yet
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6. |
The Titleist (excalibur)
02:20
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7. |
Locations (know me)
03:35
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8. |
Work Shirt (too much)
04:36
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Yung Trust Fund Chicago, Illinois
ytf // b$g // thc
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