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I - 290

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I - 290 Lyrics

Now I Done lit but like a garbage man I'm tryna get litter.
Always in some shit like litter, you can't stand me them I'm yo sitter
Yo subs come from subway we'll my foot longs come from kicker.
Bass be knocking like who live here BOOM BOOM BOOM Ik you in there.

I be with the gang those my bros tho, we pull up squad deep in 4 doors.
With more cheese then photos, but don't be fooled we still broke tho.
I Swea the grind so slow mo, but you can't still get 8 like ocho.
Yo new bitch my old hoe and she still'll hop on my bogo stick.

And kiss my AB (Solo) and throw on some shades (Solo).
And Shit on my dolo cause I ain't Poyo shout out Colo.
Gotta go loco on you bozo cause homie don't play that.
And they dread when I say that so much that I gotta bring the waves back.

Sometime times I look into my momma's eyes.
Tell her all the things Ima buy and bet I won't go broke nann nother time.
This MC ain't got no hammer time, Shit Ion gotta watch can't tell the time.
The sun done set 7 times and all I seen was dollar signs.

Life's too $hort bitch, I'm more West than North Bitch.
Catch my "Kardashian" down the course bitch!
In a Porsche bitch, this dick ain't yours bitch.
Since you wanna cuff so bad join the force bitch.

Bet this'll make U turn like 2 lefts, I'm proud of the flow cause that's where the crew slept.
From where it's niggas Ona shirt but now the "crew necks" and we gon take it all you got 2 debts.
Some Niggasget a lil weight just to flex, but still couldn't move grams granny still in that 2flat.
We the ones and I bet the shoe fit, take a journey in my shoes and you bound 2 trips.
A free spirit cause my ancestors slaved, doing donuts on the roads they paved.
4 ina morning and I'm doing my thang,
I'm blunted I'm zoning I'm going insane.
Sorta Redundant we know it don't change,
Part of the hustle no pain no gain.
Loading my weapon Ko Bang yo brain, start from the bottom when that Draco aim.

L town Where I met Will, L Town where I met Steve.
L Town where I use to live, L town where I stacked cheese.
L town where I went broke, L town where I took L's
L town where I met my Bae, at the time I couldn't tell.

Back when we went to Spencer shorties, we was young Fr.
Surrounded by bad ass kids suspended before the morning bell.
Cps wasn't shit so you know we never failed.
Don't get me wrong we smart as shit but none of us got in to Yale.

But I was focus on these records hella songs I'm tryna sell.
No care in the world, never missed a fucking meal.
Did dirt on the low til the grave I'll never tell.
A young nigga with big dreams music is the only thing Ik Fr.

Me and Meche on stage at every assembly.
Audience go crazy whenever they seeing me.
Almost famous see me cheesing cause it felt like the whole world was singing.
Spending up to junior year still Lil geeky, but hoes on dick now I'm picky.
I Swea the come up fits but why they taxing for the fit, B?
Why you gotta tax, Man?

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Release Date
January 1, 2017
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