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Yeah, three-thirty-three

Aye, this that three thirty-three

That three thirty-three

I love it when

They think that they ahead you

Foot on your neck like nigga where the fuck you headed to

I am not the nigga thats gone put you on a pedalstal

But if you bad I just might put that pussy on my schedule

I got her spreading eagle on my sectional, aye

Glass full and my blunt is full of vegetables

They do the most whenever they know that they less than you

Listen to me reflection, reflect on how they connect with you

Niggas is testing you trynna keep you from being a better you

Spirit say shine on them motherfuckers rejecting you

I know its hard but dont let this shit get the best of you

Getting my shit together treat money like a collectable, ugh

Fuck with me heavy or not at all

I cant fight for what you fight for if its not the cause

Using my voice it just happens to get her out her draws

Get in the back of the drop and then let her top me off

I'm a big fish nigga they cover me on shark week

Shawty she love me, lay verses over her heart beat

Enter my life and bring light in, you my lil star seed

This not no parsley, met the plug in the back of hardees

She like to party, drinking cranberry bacardi

She brought a friend so me and my nigga jeff and matt hardy

No one can gaurd me, got the handle I feel like Kyrie

I innerstand that they dont understand me in my sky seat

I promise that I got you if you got me

I know you probably heard a lot about me, they not me

Im LBJ, a full court press, niggas cant stop me

My crew is motley, aint no pussy cat in my posse

I know they watching

My middle finger say hi to ya

Will you still think you that nigga when we put fie to ya

The realest nigga you've met, dead or alive nigga

A polygraph cant express how much I wont lie to ya

Aye

Talk to me nice, or we dont speak at all

I'm coming for the shit you owe me ima need it all

I medicate, I meditate, and then I dream it off

Its so much smoke up in this bitch it aint no steam involved

Mixing passion with my pain, but then you ease it all

Its not appealing when you pop it just to sleep it off

She hate to lose she take my joy stick and then beat it off

I got this light and i cant fucking seem to keep it off, nah

I'm never actually pressed

I take it out her throat and put it back in her chest

I'm acting a mess

I could actually flex

Maxing my bets

I put a axe at ya neck

Not asking for shit

Cuz she gone give it like she owe a nigga

I got a vibe you cant fuck with I know you know it nigga

I realize that they lie and I cant unknow it nigga

I keep my focus on me and dont get too close to niggas

To my father I aint mad at ya

I hit him up one day, we talked and then we laughed after

Moma would look at me and say boy you a bad bastard

Just had a son, like how it feel to be a dad rapper

Amazing, can help but smile when I see my lil man

You know wussup when you see all them black suburbans pull in

And I'll be dammed if you discredit all this work I put in

I got the juice but she gone squirt it on my shirt and my skin

Aint searching for friends

Life broke me down so I could be alone

I made a solid foundation I start build on

She got a slim figure and soft booty to feel on

Will you help me make it right whenever it feel wrong

I used to ride in a lemon and still would peel off

Got niggas all at your top and they peel ya seal off

No photoshop if you trynna picture a real boss

Im out here bending corners like im trynna rip the wheels off