yeah
check
check
yeah
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chillin' in my
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chillin' in my
chillin' in my
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chillin' in my
chillin' in my
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chillin' in my
chillin' in my
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old school
chevy thang
cadillac
smokin' on that good
good
good for my cataracts
fuckin' up this bad food
fast food
gettin' fat
nine
extended clip attached
swingin' it like a battle axe
livin' la vida broke-a
fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
antonio montana dream
mama wasn't havin' that
niggas ain't know no better
we fuck 'em and pass 'em
we was passin' rats
bitch
you wet my 'wood up
dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
bitch
pass it back
pass the act'
codeine got me passin' out
crown mix it with cranberry
tryna see what that about
'member we hit that lick and tied up them crips in that atlanta house
had to smoke that nigga that came along with us 'cause he was gon' rat us out
seem like my actions was devil sin
i can't sympathize
fuck generation next
this generation genocide
your social stat make you fantasize about a homicide
to me
the guy that lie is the black man personified
anticipatin' and killin' my own in search of wealth
should he come knockin' at the door of your home
you know
for death
knew the lord was in the room when my daughter took her first breath
cold turkey on the dope
had to gain the knowledge of self
in my old school
chevy thang cadillac
good
good
good for my cataracts
bad food
fast food
gettin' fat
nine
extended clip attached
swingin' it like a battle axe
i'm chillin' in my old school
chevy thang
cadillac
smokin' on that good
good
good for my cataracts
fuckin' up this bad food
fast food
gettin' fat
nine
extended clip attached
swingin' it like a battle axe
livin' la vida broke-a
fuckin' these smokers up and baggin' crack
antonio montana dream
mama wasn't havin' that
niggas ain't know no better
we fuck 'em and pass 'em
we was passin' rats
bitch
you wet my 'wood up
dry my shit off 'fore you pass it back
wish i could put that pussy off in my pockets
i would leave with that
hit my after your cycle
i need that pussy with no string attached
fiendin' to get it
won't hit it
against my religion
a nigga won't bleed for that
you lucky enough to get you a nigga with morals
you needed to heed to that
turkey bacon
bitch
like my toast buttered on both sides
chevy dipped in liquid cocaine
my casper the ghost ride
i let some people go from my company and they sold out
i know that they jumpin' straight into hell
i pray that they nosedive
mama said don't leave out the house if you ain't got jesus with you
last supper
you might get fucked by niggas that's eatin' with you
side bitch was trippin'
i fucked but won't spend the evening with her
my baby mama switched up her diet
i'ma go vegan with her
father
please deliver us niggas
carnivorous niggas
i walk amongst the dumb
deaf
and blind
and them frivolous niggas
and dope
rap
and basketball punchin' a ticket for niggas
you put it in the book then i guess you done hid it from niggas
i'm chillin' in my old school
chevy thang
cadillac
smokin' on that good
good
good for my cataracts
fuckin' up this bad food
fast food
gettin' fat
mashallah
rest in peace to tha jacka
paradise
the next life
i'll see you in the hereafter
i'm in that ebony instagram
my nigga was mad i ain't smashin'
nigga
i don't need you for the feature
really don't fuck with no rapper
i don't got no problem with these niggas wearin' they dresses and skirts
when you pop up with an opinion and drag your name through the dirt
on the day of judgement
niggas gon' pay for they dirt
including me
couldn't push my boat through the lake of fire 'cause my paddles was burnt
uncle was smokin' that work
can't come in the crib
i serve you through the gate
smell the dope off in the air
jimmy duggan
shake and bake
used to walk a dog with h
in and out
empire state
'68 chevalle
don't need no bentley truck or fuckin' wraith
2014
addicted to lean
i was depressed as fuck
duckin' shots and wonderin' if my own niggas set me up
and if they knock me down
i wonder would one of my niggas help me up?
pockets
they finger-lickin'
they honey kettle chicken
breaded up
bitch
get your bread up
bitch
i say my pockets
they finger-lickin'
honey kettle chicken
breaded up
bitch
this that new shit
madlib
that new shit
takin' over
new king
woo
let that shit ride out
you better pray twice
nigga