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Elijah Maliik Stuart-Ramsey
Elijah Maliik Stuart-Ramsey
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Up in the sky, like I live just to fly I'm an insomniac, look in my eyes Ain't shit sweet, damn, ain't shit nice I season yo girl, like sugar and spice When you see me, yeah, i'm freezing in ice When I see you, you just buzzing with flies I'm a different breed, ya'll niggas the same I'm a die swerving, yeah, my words gonna be splurging Ya'll niggas boring, ya'll stay in one lane Fly middle class, to get head on the plane When I pull up, yeah, they all know my name Since I came up, damn, ain't shit been the same We playing these bitches, like teams on 2K Like Star Trek, bitch i'm into the darkness Running yo mouth, cause bitch you keep talking You don't want smoke, then I pull up exhausted Got mad pipes, like i'm blowing exhaust fumes Got mad ice, like that nigga Frozone We smoke mad trees, that shit fuck up the Ozone Run a red light, but we stop at the green Bitch, you ain't riding, you just a fien When i say this, do you know what I mean? Won't say it twice, because bitch I don't repeat So, when I say this, do you know what I mean? Thought I was done, you gonna have to kill me Fuck a pussy nigga, fuck O.P.C Ya'll niggas pussy, ya'll niggas keep jumping My squad pull up, best believe that we busting We don't wan't smoke, but we fucking yo cousin Lemme chill out, before ya'll niggas start fussing Ya'll living off one, and that one is Deeyoungin I'm chasing that bag, while she throw that ass back Not talking bout yo girl, because her pussy wack I would've hit that, but I heard she got clap Ya'll got good weed, not even gonna cap How much for a gram? Shit, I'll buy the whole pack I turn to a beast, before I turn to a rat Yo girlfriend a bitch, my girl just a brat How ya'll drop more hits, but that shit still wack? I drop real shit, to get put on the map Never had help, yeah, because I don't need that Saw you on the news for that lame carjack Half of this shit, we really just don't need My niggas focused, ya'll niggas just grieve We wan't all the smoke, we wan't all the beef and the cheese Ya'll niggas on house arrest, Ya'll niggas on house arrest I'm fucking yo girl, put that pussy to rest, BITCH
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