Texty

Came up with the same guys And we still high I don't fuck wit these new jits Bad thing I can vibe wit From the Island Old soul but some new tits Take this take that I don't cap on my rap These niggas too sap These niggas don't slap These niggas too sap These niggas can't rap These niggas real crap These niggas Newborn rappers They trappers They lying through they teeth These niggas some actors Some cappers These niggas off beat I just met yo main bitch And my side bitch We going out to eat But she say I'm the main dish She ain't playing She suck it till I skeet Got the purp shit rolled up in cone Shit taking a tole on my soul Pistol peete he came in wit the pole Discrete,you play and he gon blow See I just might do the dirt Do it for my niggas on the shirt When I lost my niggas I was hurt Didn't get no better it was worse I done lost some niggas to the game Realer than some Niggas on the earth My best friend lady giving birth She gon be a queen and that's word Family be the only thing I know Y'all be telling nigga imma show Move silence keep it on the low Never let em know the ratio When I was down they left me quick Turn around now they all riding dick C dizz that nigga too legit Smooveness wit a little bit of grit I gotta admit You boys counterfeit My flow kinda sick This sound like a hit You tryna fit in When we made the wave I'm in to win Stayed down and I prayed Came up with the same guys And we still high I don't fuck wit these new jits Bad thing I can vibe wit From the Island Old soul but some new tits Take this take that I don't cap on my rap These niggas too sap These niggas don't slap These niggas too sap These niggas can't rap These niggas real crap These niggas Came up with the same guys And we still high I don't fuck wit these new jits Bad thing I can vibe wit From the Island Old soul but some new tits Take this take that I don't cap on my rap These niggas too sap These niggas don't slap These niggas too sap These niggas can't rap These niggas real crap These niggas I may not be Winning from your perspective Ok man I get it still second guessing It's a lot drama like the Young and and reckless Pay my niggas first Fore I get the necklace Pocket watching Man these hoes be checking Soon I hit first ain't no Fucking texting Handcuffing i do no arresting man Yo bitch is choosing man just Fucking let her One of a kind Where you find this I'm at the top You still climbing Dogging these hoes Frankie lymon Google it m boy I ain't lying Soon as you doing good bitches they fuck wit you When you down bad nigga they had Enough of you Fuck am I suppose to do? Hit em and pass em Nah I can't be loving you bitch She suck my dick in the movies I don't as not do her she do me We be so groovy She fell in love the fashion I gave her the passion Look all of the jewelry Smoke, roll it by the boatload Seany d lil get the smoke sold These niggas plotting agaisnt me Know you was not fucking wit me I got the sticky Don't get no treat if you tricking Time is money and it's ticking Baby let's kick it And I'm not good with committing Cant fall in love with no chicken Setting the tone now I'm on my own now I'm making it known now Get my money damn vow Yeah Came up with the same guys And we still high I don't fuck wit these new jits Bad thing I can vibe wit From the Island Old soul but some new tits Take this take that I don't cap on my rap These niggas too sap These niggas don't slap These niggas too sap These niggas can't rap These niggas real crap These niggas Came up with the same guys And we still high I don't fuck wit these new jits Bad thing I can vibe wit From the Island Old soul but some new tits Take this take that I don't cap on my rap This niggas too sap This niggas don't slap These niggas too sap These niggas can't rap These niggas real crap These niggas
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