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Suicide, this is suicide

Tell 'em seek and you will find 'cause I'ma lose my mind

Kick a nigga ass then give em my shoes to shine

It's do or die, I come from where we used to crime

The Uzi-9 more important than school supplies

The pools is dry, my niggas and the food is fried

The news is lies

The pigeons is too spooked to fly

The rules denied

All the toughest goons is mine

That's Tunechi's slimes

They kill you and go do the time

We unified

Young Money revolutionized the new design

We had to leave the flukes behind and super size

The numbers through the roof and sky

Don't look too surprised look through the lines

We makin' moves and strides, groves and vibes I'm too alive

These hoes need to be supervised

They put on a cute disguise, you grooms is blind

She get dick in the Uber ride, Number 2 with fries, I'm pimpin'

Now who am I?

I'm who and why, I'm rude and kind

My cars are computerized, I'm cruisin' by

Smokin' blunts Ruben size

You fools can try, these tools getting utilized, you euthanized

Blattt, skrrt, shoot then drive, now who survived?

We comin' back to rewind

I'm usually high, sippin' on the Houston wine

Feel humanized, I want my throne to recline

Jackie red, Julie blind, they Cuban fine, I bruise they spine

I leave and they snooze 'til 9

Superglued to the grind, my crew my tribe

These bitches try to divide, we too divine

Got the drugs to provide, the coolest highs

The green is green and the white with the bluest eyes

The syrup and the juice collide

The two combine like suits and ties

Magic, poof

Goodbye

Sike faggot

You're all I need, all of me on my knees

Normally harmony, bumblebee, hummingbird

I'm a nerd, study you

What are you, WWF?

We fighting, we might need counseling

Possibly more so me

Sounds to me frowns'll be grounds to leave

Hounds'll be looking for you before you drop a tear, apres diem

Stop pretending that I ain't him

I ain't them, dim sum dumpling

I remember when you start dyeing them silver hairs

And start hiding from your age

I ask. why? How come?

Amazing how time can run away from us

I'm no nun, you're no priest

But I promise, hun, you gon' see

A phenomenon, come with me

Like it's Ramadan, I don't eat

Like it's Comic Con, I'm a freak for you (Yeah!)

I'm begging now, pretty please with cherries on top

Hairy wet twat

Harriet Tub-man, I don't give up

And if your gut tells you to strut, then strut

Then I'll hail you a car, but what man won't beg?

You know I'm nutmeg

I will show up on a lil' moped

With a lil' puppy, it'll be fluffy

You will un-toughen

We can discuss it

You know I'm suffering

I do miss my friend

I don't like my fin bent up, Tilikum, well, that's ill-informed

Sweet stuff, Willa Wonk', we stuck, Billabong

'Least at minumum we gon' get along

Peace and inner calm, geez, it's been a long

T-I-M-E, um, please, I'm feeling dumb

Please, I'm feeling dumb

Please, I'm feeling dumb