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play with him
One call and they all get ruthless
I keep me a shooter but you know ima shoot it too
That mouth aint talking bout nun lemme see what that

Wake by mistake
I keep them sticks
My boxing game is lit
If you shoot 
Please don't miss
I'm fuck around and
Catch a body in this bitch
Shouldn't start

the alley-oop or assist
My j' cold when I shoot wit a swish
Born sinner, winning ever since
When i get a shot you could bet I won't miss
Nonstop till the clip go

the layup
Like why do you think I stay up
Till 7 in the morning
‘Cause the tornadoes are coming
And I always miss the warning
When storms try to fight me
I

a wraith
Look, I want an estate
Big ass closet
Add in a safe
With an AR right by my chase
So if a nigga try, I shoot off his face
But never the case, I'm

bed
Shordy bad she kinda caught my eye
Heavy smoker kosher ask me bout my sign
Yea zodiac killer
Show you better that i'm dat nigga right
Peeped

light, go bitch
I been the king for a minute
I am not finished
wanna see digits
I shoot my shot and don’t miss it
Quiet down with all your bitchin
Get out

constantly in labour and I hate to see the pain you're in
I know you're wondering why the hell is he telling me
But therapy taught me how to take an L and make

First off, we are not the same, nigga
I ain't never, ever tucked the chain, nigga
I don't care if it was Deebo in front of me
I'm The Ruler, I'm

feel is so sticky nigga 

Bang boom aim shoot 
Ion miss a thang
Let the choppa sang
Better stay coo 

What say dude you gone stain who 
Better prey

anything you want, I know somebody who can get it
You won't find me where I'm headed, see him while you can
I'll be exiting the bank before they realize

from me, this ain't musical chairs
Ninety-nine percent of who be talkin' tough shoot in the air
Quagen and the looseleaf, you playin' a brew

Ooh, right by the pilot, my pockets too thick
Ride with the chopper, my niggas don't miss
Carti can't handle the kick
Got your bitch hand on my dick
Grab

don't know how it happened
Had the dope under the mattress Lay in my bed, feel like my casket
Miss my granny, love it, was fantastic When I lost that one,

Thinking it's sweet naw we on his ass
He gon pay for this
Bad lil bitch she got sass
Shoot my shot can't miss
Run up the bag get me a ticket
Then ima

wanna tack
I miss you more than frees, thirty four Shaq
You shot your shoot like a vet in Iraq
Endgame in disguise concluded with check
I woke up this

twistin'
Thinking shit is sweet, but it's not bitches
If you talking money better bring that shit to me
Cause I learned how to multiply by growing up in

like I'm the illest..
Let me get on my soapbox, let me talk my shit again, a Pulitzer finalist with this pen that I'm
writing with/in any environment I'm

fuckin' mad she take me back with just a K
I'm out here really chasin' money baby it ain't much to say
Alright ain't much to say if it's by paper don't do

gì làm nhưng phải làm đúng

Họ muốn shoot nhưng mà không trúng
Taking shot but they miss
UTH taking risk
454 from the street

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Yop if brody miss I got his back but I'ma box you out
Just last a nigga for his kicks I can't even run
So yeah we walk him down, he know how that

Kay
Just woke up still fucked up
Top floor suite boutta roll up my blunt
180 the dash out of state with my ugh
My demons follow me girl, I can't run

don't
They gone turn around and leave
But if you do
They gone turn into a leech
It's weird
Assassin baby face
But I don't shoot no threes
A don can't miss

ain't know it's hit
Coach put me in the game cuz he know that ion' miss
If ion' get it out the streets I'll get it out a bitch
Double speedway cup pourin'