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welcome to my reality , run it up hourly , sprint to da stacks , i’m my own boss in da trap i got perks but it ain’t come wit no salary , smoking on celery , da loud got my blunt yelling , screaming nd hollering
rap on the beat nd it sound like i’m stumbling , fumbling da bag can’t never do nun of it , hit woods when i rap that’s just for the blunt of it
word to the mother ship
cuz i’m out the sky for real
gifted way too different i must not be of this realm
n*gga pearling woods don’t give no f*ck about a stem , in this b*tch wit broski nd sum thugs can’t leave out gang nd dem dule hill
cuz these n*ggas really actors
get around da b*tches nd they turn into sum trappers
i really came up out thе trenches i ain’t have no laddеr had to get it out the mud
i did it thuggin cuz it’s faster
at n*ggas necks i feel like a chiropractor
jus want the s*x you can keep lil shortie after
we in a session all you hear is gas nd laughter , issa vibe issa vibe she a vibe i’m finna crash her
eatin boujee b*tches off a silver platter
f*ck her quickly i ain’t tryna pitter patter
she said we talk but i ain’t wit the chitter chatter
outlined in chalk dey knocked his head off made it splatter

hit the kush i’m in a coma now i’m living inna dream , look in the mirror see it clearer , is dat him or is it me

either way dat boy da king

any day i’m serving fiends

billy russell phone got rings , i get it in by any means
off the muscle , off the schemes , come wit money issa green

ain’t tryna tussle , here’s a beam , ain’t wanna f*ck her popped a bean

can’t let nothing in between
me nd me including me
scheme d m me aye freshie
it’s been a second here’s sum beats
couple months went by at least
i said let’s work he said agreed
i’m a pit without no lease
all my whips ain’t got no lease
i be speeding drinking lean , see me speeding thru the streets , fresh*to where you goin g
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irreality

welcome to my reality , run it up hourly , sprint to da stacks , i’m my own boss in da trap i got perks but it ain’t come wit no salary , smoking on celery , da loud got my blunt yelling , screaming nd hollering
rap on the beat
sound like i’m stumbling , fumbling da bag can’t never do nun of it , hit woods when i rap that’s just for the blunt of it
word to the mother ship

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