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" I'm So Raw "
Look I'm so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
She want a yellow nigga, corn on the cob
Indian giver, slob on my knob
The bitch blow hard, harder than some Halls
Here, take 'em all, you'll be straight in the morn'
I'm two peace gone, I'm never gon' call
Fly nigga, I don't wear it if it's in the mall
Seen it on the blogs, these motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent, you can tell by the fonts
I do what I want, wake up when it's lunch
Walk like I'm drunk, uh, swagga so uh
Goyard trunks, go around, I got a bunch
Tell TSA, bitch, get up out my stuff
I wouldn't recommend you to ever check 'em in
I started with the end so when do I begin?
I'm so raw, turn the oven on
Chef Papa John, I get the parmesan
Pocket full of paper, underage in casinos
You wanna see ID, oh? But I'm in the suite though
Here my room-key, go, room movin' slow-mo
Fans want a photo, but it's my turn to roll
Hold up, baby, hold those, you see I'm chillin', dolo
Lens with a logo, pinky ring, Frodo
I'm feelin' my self, no ho-h-h-homo
Hold that beat, poor that more ro-r-r-roso
Rosé, you bozos, couldn't speak what I'm on
You would need Rosetta Stone
All these niggas all clones, we be originals
Young Money Seminoles, tribe full of generals
Don't ask me shit unless it's in a interview, nigga
Unless it's in a interview
Ha, don't talk to me, I'm not your friend
I'm just a fan of a fan
Haha, I love all my fans though
Mm
" Fatal Attraction "
Oh no, oh
Oh, oh, talking reckless all night
You gotta make that happen, baby, you got me excited, baby
Oh, oh, how come the one you got ain't never the one you need?
Listen to me
You say you, you talking 'bout you gon' walk out on this crazy dude
But I don't believe you
But I don't really care about all that
So I keep coming back, I can't help myself
You make it harder for me (Yeah) to wanna get up and leave
When you done put that thing on me, girl, you know just what I need
And I know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction, fatal attraction
If it was all up to me, we'd do it over and over, over again
But girl, what about your man?
I know that I should leave her alone
I'm in a fatal attraction, fatal attraction
Ooh baby, I swear, I want you to myself
Just how we got here
It's gon' take everything for me to leave you alone
'Cause the vision that I get, when I make your body be calling me
Baby, you know you like to give it to me, girl
You know how we do, I used to try and act
Like I ain't need you before but that was before
You made me want you more, girl, if he only knew that
You make it harder for me to wanna get up and leave (Oh, whoa, oh)
When you done put that thing on me, girl, you know just what I need (Know what I need, yeah)
And I know that I should leave her alone (Woo)
I'm in a fatal attraction (Ayy), fatal attraction (Baby)
If it was all up to me (If it was all up to me), we'd do it over and over, over again
But girl, what about your man? (Oh, whoa)
I know that I should leave her alone (Yeah, yeah)
I'm in a fatal attraction (Yeah, yeah), fatal attraction (Oh, oh)
(Girl, you make it so hard, yeah, yeah)
Girl, you make it harder for me to wanna get up and leave
When you done put that thing on me, girl (Whoa), you know just what I need (Need and I, yeah, yeah)
And I know that I should leave her alone (Babe, oh, whoa)
I'm in a fatal attraction (Yes, it is), fatal attraction (Oh)
If it was all up to me (If it was all up to me, babe), we'd do it over and over, over again (Hey)
But girl, what about your man? (Girl, I don't give a damn about it)
I know that I should leave her alone (Don't really care about it, no)
I'm in a fatal attraction (Fatal), fatal attraction (Fatal)
Yeah, yeah
Fatal
Yeah, yeah
" What I Do "
Just in case you forgot (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
We go by The Runners
Hol' up, hol' up, Chris Brown
This what we do, we do this
I be throwin' up my cash, actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do, it's what I do
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do
Everywhere I go they show me love so I give it back
Throw a couple stacks up in the air 'cause I'ma get it back (Oh)
See something sexy up in here, I'ma bring it back (Bring it back)
They keep on runnin' back (Runnin' back), they keep on comin' back (Yeah)
Everybody knows CB, see me sittin' in the front row, Playoffs
Stuntin' with my J's on and it's all for them haters (Yeah)
Yeah, we get into that guap, boy, my money too long, boy (Ooh)
We do this for fun, boy
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane, stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
Ah-na-na
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
Single once again, I'm 'bout to go where I never been
Gone with the wind 'cause that other ish irrelevant (Yeah)
We can get it in, I mean get it in
And I got stamina so don't forget to bring a friend
Nah, bring ten but they gotta be tens
Now that's a hunnid them, let The Runners in (Yeah)
Yeah, swag heavy like an elephant
My CD's sellin' out, you ain't married to the game, you celibate
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (No, no, yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Speedin' up), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah ('Cause they can't, yeah)
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they ask me 'bout the cars, and the girls, and the cribs
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Yeah, woo!)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na (Yeah)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na (Yeah)
Ah-na-na, ah-na-na
(Oh, this here is what I do, homie)
Ah-na-na
(This here is what I do, homie)
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
I keep cash on me, no Black Cards (Black Cards)
They don't know what them is, I deal with hood broads (Hood broads, yeah)
That's a .9 on me, that's no iPod (iPod)
You want my watch, homie, gimmie five bricks for it (For it)
I got the Maserati, I hit a lick for it (Lick for it)
When old money talk, that's when I pay for it (Pay for it, yeah)
Seven car fleet, and all 'em mine (Mine)
Four broads with me, and all 'em dimes (Dimes)
Six chains on me, and all 'em shine (Shine)
I got my bread right, feel like I'm 6ix9ine
Ain't just hot in mine, I'm hot in every city
She want a pretty boy, I brought Chris Breezy with me
I be throwin' up my cash (Yeah), actin' like money ain't a thang, yeah (Yeah)
I'm speedin' down the fast lane (Yeah), stuntin' and they mad 'cause they can't, yeah
I'm feelin' like I can't lose
And when they (When) ask me 'bout the cars (Cars), and the girls (Girls), and the cribs (Cribs)
I just tell 'em it's what I do (It's what I do), it's what I do (It's what I do)
It's what I do, hey, it's what I do (Woo!)
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na
Ah-na-na (Na-na), ah-na-na (Na-na)
Ah-na-na (Ah-na-na)
Ayy, ayy, it's what I do
" Blow It In The Wind "
Oh baby, you stay on my brain, I smoke, kick back and think
Sometimes a nigga be lonely, so many bitches, I ain't gotta be
So got the crew on the way, huh, no work, all play
I got a castle with the boat, everybody, we gon' live it up, aye
Keep talking about me, but I ain't tryna hear that right now
Oh keep watching me, we sitting here tryna have a good time right now
Cause babe, the truth is you don't have to think about it, if you new to this, lemme show you how
Raise your middle finger to your problems, yeah, if you let 'em, they gon' bring you down
Keep tripping on us but we just stunting on 'em right now
They hating on us, they just mad cause we way up, right now
So blow it in the wind (blown my wind up)
Let the sparks fly now (get your mind blown)
Let the good times get your back
Let the sparks fly now
We can smile and then they wonder why, we up now
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe
So blow it in the wind
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride
So fuck it, call in sick, they don't pay enough anyway
Shit you might as well quit cause every now and then you need a break
Girl I feel you, I'mma pour it up right now
Aye so fall through cause they gon' have to shut us down
Cause babe, the truth is you don't have to think about it, if you new to this, lemme show you how
Raise your middle finger to your problems, yeah, if you let 'em, they gon' bring you down
Keep tripping on us but we just stunting on 'em right now
They hating on us, they just mad cause we way up, right now
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now
Let the good times get your back
Let the sparks fly now
We can smile and then they wonder why, we up now
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe
So blow it in the wind
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride
Hit the corner, swerving left to right
You know we get to ducking when we see them lights
I catch a charge and beat it
I pop a 30, codeine got me leaning
Yeah yeah, you know the strong don't quit
Yeah you know my shooters don't miss
Steady double cup in the fifth, ice
Me and my niggas be young, black and rich, wassup
I got my feet up in the two-seater
Niggas stay looking but don't wanna see us
So to the haters and true believers
All my people, you know I see ya
Hey yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah sing it baby like
Hey yeah, yeah yeah
Hey yeah, yeah yeah
Hey yeah, yeah yeah
So blow it in the wind
Let the sparks fly now (sparks fly now)
Let the good times get your back (get your back)
Let the sparks fly now
We can smile and then they wonder why, we up now
So blow it in the wind
We can't let them other niggas kill the vibe
So blow it in the wind
All that bullshit, we gon' let it ride
" Angel Numbers / 10 Toes "
["Angel Numbers"]
I lost my way, somewhere in another galaxy ('Xy)
Too much to take, these memories end in tragedy ('Gy)
And all of these places, all of these faces
I didn't wanna let you down (Down)
And all these mistakes of mine, I can't replace it
I gotta move on somehow
Healing energy on me
Baby, all I really need's one thing
Healing energy on me
Baby, can you make a wish for me?
Healing energy on me
When it's 11:11, I need it
Healing energy on me
Baby, can you make a wish for me?
11:11, oh
11:11
When it's 11:11, I need it
["10 Toes"]
Ooh, ooh
Anxiety
Don't let the pressure get to your head
You know we play for keeps
Don't let it go over your head
Heavy stepper, I got too much weight on this
You can see the diamonds, don't complain on this (Me)
We was hustlin', you niggas got no say on this (No)
I'm just bein' honest
I'm movin' steady (Shoot)
You can't buy success, ain't got no sale on it
You know that God did, he never gon' fail on us
Too much paper, got me thinkin' I'ma save all this
I know the opps want it, they love this
Two-tone, got the bussdown like woah (Woah)
The streets crazy, they don't love me no more (Ooh)
Not one for pressure, but I'll bang for my bros (Bros)
Walkin' in Giuseppe, I be ten on my toes
Welcome all the smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, ski)
Mama, pray for me so I won't fold (Fold)
Walkin' ten toes
I be paranoid, but nobody knows (Woah)
Anxiety
Don't let the pressure get to your head (Head)
You know we play for keeps (For keeps)
Don't let it go over your head
Steady, movin' onto greater (Ghetto, ghetto)
Never thought that I'd be ready (Ready)
She let me, I let her keep her things (Keep)
She told me, "Why didn't you just fight for it?"
All these baddies, had too many (Many)
I promised that I would have died for it
You just had to fuckin' let me (Let me)
Now I'm married to the game, I'm in that
No more change, I'ma buy me some gold (Woah)
Three babies, tryna make room for some more (Ooh)
Life learnin' lessons 'cause you reap what you sow (Grow)
Walkin' in Giuseppe, I be ten on my toes
You know I welcome all the smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, ski)
Mama, pray for me so I won't fold (Fold)
Walkin' ten toes (Ten toes)
I be stressin' out, but nobody knows (Yeah, yeah)
Anxiety (Anxiety)
Don't let the pressure get to your head (Don't let it get to your head)
You know we play for keeps (We play, we play, we play)
Don't let it go over your head
Know we welcome all the
Welcome all the smoke (Welcome all the smoke, ooh)
Mama, pray for me so I won't fold (Fold)
Walkin' ten toes (Ten toes)
I be paranoid, but nobody knows (Yeah)
Anxiety (Anxiety, yeah, oh)
Don't let the pressure get to your head (Don't let it get to your head, don't let it)
You know we play for keeps (We play, we play, we play, play for keeps)
Don't let it go over your head
Steady (Ooh)
Oh-woah
Paranoid