I LOVE ALL MY THOTS AND CODINE

Look, I bet them boys think I'm panickin'
Check what my young Gs are carrying
His blade same length as a javelin

toolie in that birkiiiin

Got son-of-a-jackals pissing Cool Whip in the bathroom, listen

That 365 mafia sample in RIP YOUNG 🙄

How many times you think that you can get away with murder

boy we wasnt never no joke

“Little b**** I’m outta here just like I’m wheezy”

nigga I'm feelin marvelous

they let the monster loose

they call me a product of my environment
I tell em naw I'm what God produced

i remember sleeping on my brother’s couch, with a couple thou

now look at me now, we dont even be speaking no more

Seasons changing...

Six up like mike, into the night

How we in my car and you say we ain't in the same lane

If you don't like the world go and make one @hadjigaviota

Perreito salvaje

In my liiife, why do iiii smiiiile, at people that I’d much ratherrr kick in the eyeeee

Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago, it’s getting hot in herre that’s all that I know

i dont ever call back if i hang up i mean it
that means it was all bad
i think im better off leaving yeah
i dont got time for stress no more time for disagreements yeah
too many girls whatcha call that
got em all in line they fiendin yeah

Durks whole verse from Still Running, Dude was on some no autotune s***

Must be out of your mind, you think we ain't spinnin' for bro? We spinnin' for sure
Had a switch on me, not a .38, dummy, boy, we be spinnin' for ghosts
They put up for show, we spin in the cribs and traps fasho, we spinnin' his shows
And we took L's fasho, but in Chicago, they know we winnin' fasho
You do it for what? You better not say that you do it for (boom), them niggas be talk
That nigga was f***ed, the moment he ran and he knew he ain't duckin', his ass out of luck
We do it for Von, we don't wait 'til it die down, we load and we do it tomorrow
We do it on feet, ask all the opps about us or who say we shoot out the cars
That Rolls better be bulletproof, lil' nigga, you know we gon' shoot at them stars
Them lil' b****es ours, I told him to f*** her and s*** her and send her right back to the blogs
Glock with a switch, two of those when I ride through the city (when we ride)
And we thought a nigga died, but he didn't (but he died)
Two Glocks when you ride through Philly (let's get it)

real

Shawty's like a melody in my head
That I can't keep out, got me singin' like​
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It's like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

The truth is I don't feel like a goat at all
The truth is I feel like the mothafuckin DOG

I’m thinkin bout dyin my hair red just to look like a pint of red

"I told that b tell me lies, it don't matter to me (It don't matter to me)
Tryna build my n up but they rather compete
I told her don't be looking forward to no wedding wit' me
'Cause I'm married to that money and it's rarely I cheat"

"Yo, I can't get mad 'cause you look at me
'Cause on the real, look at me"

"Now what the hell is you lookin' for?
Can't a young man get money anymore?
Let my pants sag down to the floor
Really do it matter as long as I score?"

These ones

Everybody gone die before i go, woah

Look at them jokers
Look at that arsehole

30 thousand round my b**** throat