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Yeah, yeah
(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
I seen my momma lightin' candles 'cause the lights was off
So with or without you, I'm gon' ball
One of my niggas hustle, the other do scam
Quick to zip a nigga up just like 28 grams
I respect my cougar bitch, I'm always callin' her ma'am
That nigga text his daddy brother, that's just Uncle Sam
All I wanted was some space when I was in a jam
Locked up in the cell, there really wasn't no joy-den
Leave that lil' boy on the cement, streets turned me to a man
(Ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
I seen my momma lightin' candles 'cause the lights was off
So with or without you, I'm gon' ball
One of my niggas hustle, the other do scam
Quick to zip a nigga up just like 28 grams
I respect my cougar bitch, I'm always callin' her ma'am
That nigga text his daddy brother, that's just Uncle Sam
All I wanted was some space when I was in a jam
Locked up in the cell, there really wasn't no joy-den
Leave that lil' boy on the cement, streets turned me to a man
Ain't no way that I'm running, sticks on this Sprinter van
I'm so high up, the critics wanna see me land
I flew the bitch in, I guess that's just my way payin' for that
Give my opp a bald head, we gotta cancer that
Ain't talkin' on no Apple phone, that shit'll get you jacked
I'm not a serial killer
Was a psychic as a lil' kid, I knew I'd be bigger
I did this get all by myself, I don't owe none of you niggas
My Glock pay half of the rent, boy, I stay with my pistol
My nigga quick to hit a lick, he got a tongue like a lizard
Forever ride by myself, Ion't need no nigga
Only thing I need to save me is this rear-view mirror
I'm so high up, the critics wanna see me land
I flew the bitch in, I guess that's just my way payin' for that
Give my opp a bald head, we gotta cancer that
Ain't talkin' on no Apple phone, that shit'll get you jacked
I'm not a serial killer
Was a psychic as a lil' kid, I knew I'd be bigger
I did this get all by myself, I don't owe none of you niggas
My Glock pay half of the rent, boy, I stay with my pistol
My nigga quick to hit a lick, he got a tongue like a lizard
Forever ride by myself, Ion't need no nigga
Only thing I need to save me is this rear-view mirror
Smoke a whole bag in the AirBnb
Why the haters ain't dead, if you got racks on me
Kill you in A. McQueen's if I catch you lacking
Drown that boy in .223's, I'm tellin' you it's that deep
Last night, I was askin' God to bring my niggas back
First thing they told me, "The good times don't never seem to last"
On my pop's I'ma pop a nigga, I put that on my daddy
I don't care if you outta town, they gunnin' for that bag
They either drive or they land doe, that shit be sumin' like magic
I'm ballin', Adell Harris, got pistols in my Tubman's
Soon I start doggin' her, she tried to fall in love then
You think it's cool to post your nudes, girl, I know you not my only fan
You think it's cool to post your nudes, girl, I know you not my only fan
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