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"hold on"
yeah... lil drip. coming through yall better move im going to fast gone like the flash out like a dash pain fills me up so i continue to sip my lean cup, im broken, im empty, im sad, and im still going mad this world treats me bad. i watch my life timer simmer down not sure how long ill be around. looking back my life just looks wack.
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clout v.1
these bitches want me for the clout i have no doubt, soon they’ll see who i really be, been on that grind but i still got time to shine. yall pussies fake half of you fuckers was a mistake and i ate your bitch out like a pound cake. decided to put it in her mouth she gurgled and swallowed that shit went down south. zooming in the porsche down the street oh shit drugs just kicked in can’t feel my feet. crash the whip then i dip cops pull up but not that quick. im like flash im gone in a dash. sipping my lean and dying slow still getting head from your bitch though. pop my pills get real thrilled, sip my drank gone in 10 minutes, that shit was filled. i spit my raps in my songs leave the studio and go hit my bongs. oh shit im zooted again, damn these shits ruined my brain. my memories shot went away oh shit 6ix9ine, tray way!
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my song i made in my notes
haters gonna hate. too bad they're gonna have a bad fate. all throwing shit and i just tell them to suck my dick. cruel you may call it, rude you may say, but one thing that will stay the same is that yall mother fuckers gay. been to juvy served my time got out and did another crime. too many ops oh my ass just tell these pigs to go eat grass. i smoke geebs to fee okay.. they're pretty fat hits i may say. got my girl high she was touching the sky. we get so sauced that we non-stop cough. taking this J to the face. oh shit. big mistake. i live that juvenile life, someone pulls up i whip out my knife. too many heads watching me, i just wanna be left alone ya see. 420 forever never gonna stop ever. i sneak around..im too clever.. too many haters on my dick yet i still take they bitch and she ain't boutta snitch. im too fly to die oh my oh my stuck it on your bitch and she started to cry.. i roam the streets too high to concentrate pretty sure this kicked in a little late. im too high honestly thinking im about to die. please stop geekin his ass is tweaking.. as I finish up my tunes all up i go fill up my lean cup. feein to high on the cid my ass is off the grid. i like staining, i kee the gun aiming. ops pull thru and i was just chillin w the crew. they whip out they guns turns out they're only stuna. they take me.away as i sat in the cell all i did was pray
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