Quiescis

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What you doing later on
Cater to you tonight let me mow your lawn
We could get some dope or we could get some dough
What you want have you in the bed slumped
Scheming they don't have to know when we pulled up
Go through the bacc know i know they nigga that own the place
Waking up in the morning smile on my face thats god grace
And i just heard money in the grave
Im gon be the player put me in two way running plays
And where my starting 5 on the fast break
I dont get tired dont need no gatorade
About to go bacc to the old school jerseys and Jordan's
Refresh and space bar bars scorching
Lets get money after i left honey
And never let a nigga get the 10 4
Most niggas dont even show up when they was sent for
When it rains it pours.
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Fresh money but this shit aint getting to me
Getting to it getting into something is you seeing me
Cuz i been scoping you
Green signs no red niggas get refried
Rolling up while we smoking
And we got to keep quiet
Green signs weed lines so tight
Thats free enterprise.
145
Drinking fuccing i got that
Flow freezing n hushing while my baby talk that
And i talk bacc
Its a grown thing
You was sliding no panties on like she want her own thing
New flavors aint going to bacc to the old things
Finer things designer mink she know im a wide reciever the way i hold things
She know im hiker the way i told things
And you'd think she was the quarter bacc the way she throw things
Sykicc no side kicc cuz she know things
Know how picc me up hold me down no hands just two feet
And i was able to be there to provide thats god grace
Two hands joined and we talk to god without saying grace
Love and happiness my two legs got me screaming gods great
Nothing perfect know my flaws changed late
Shawty cross country passed it around
And she dont got no miles i had to ask around
Make you do bacc flip you gon dap up who i have around
And when them bullets start flying im the last down
And we dont have to rush just stay quiet
High flying no squeling eye on the prizes
Dont want to have to have my eyes on the prices
Used bring the calculator balling on a budget but still styling
Still looking broke but thats just how i act
But when i come up you know its a 100 attatched
And throwing away all the scraps
And could throw it all away cuz we could get it all bacc.
314
Fresh money but this shit aint getting to me
Getting to it getting into something is you seeing me
Cuz i been scoping you
Green signs no red niggas get refried
Rolling up while we smoking
And we got to keep quiet
Green signs weed lines so tight
Thats free enterprise.

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