PrettyBoy till the death of me. Never been the sports type; very into fashion, my style is my own, I copy no man. Not the most understood but special in my own ways. Cocky.Insecure.Funny.Poet.Weed.Photography.Pretty Girls.Musician.Lover, never been a fighter. Life's complicated, I'm just trying not to get caught up in the mess made by others.
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Wale The number won

I’m the greatest but that’s a personal statement
Elated from recent payments
2 faced niqqas get place kicker
Punted in the face
But that’s off the topic
No funny bars hot as the tropic
Thunder rolled in the rillo
Floatin like mary poppin
Imma keep doin what I been doin
Aint gotta start it up I’m cruisin cause I been movin
These niqqas been losin
we been winnin spittin
An the cheddar is runnin deeper then the river
My neck froze
An my wrist gold
Stack ten folds
Plus ten rows
My j’s new
But my chick old
An that credit nice
Am that ass swole
I known plenty of girls lovin
The crew fuckin the same dudes
Hustlin the same fool who said school is for busta
Well imma bust until its busted
My joints ain’t rolled they stuffed
My bitches fuck an keep it movin
You never fukin just cuff em kissin em after we use em
Pen an a pad got me driftin
Sour got me twisted
I’m runnin on 3 days sleepless an spliff lifted
Can’t handle the heat the kitchen ain’t for ya livin
The villains is only villains till you undermine their killin
Break down their plans
Solve em like math equations
I ain’t lookin for fame I just know how to extend my payments
Feelin like I’m braggin but my baggage is checkered an all my plans in my phone say white bitches an liquor
An plenty weed with my niggas
The same niggas that was my niggas when we wasn’t nothin but niggas
My nigga manny in a cast cause he wouldnt see the casket
But I know he knows the flow he toast will leave these geeks in ashes
An he sees these dreams I speak will leak an prove I am the baddest
An if they don’t believe we bleed our speech until the casket
I know the pastors preach against what we be speakin
But if you take your thoughts from someone else are you even thinkin
Are you even trustin in what you believe
Or just believing cause its harder to go against those who lead
I feel your greaving
I just strive for some greatness
Strive for a life with less stress
But just enough to keep me motivated to keep goin harder then those who say they best
I’m just sayin don’t jump the boat cause we ain’t stopping
Even Orville redinbocker say we get it poppin

I’m gone

Why lie you ain’t met a niqqa like me yet
A niqqa who do it like me so tell
me why you left
Chain cold heart cold but my flow hot
Couple shots got me up another chicken top
Up a couple feet blowin on a couple trees
Bottle out she poppin out that’s a couple D’s
What it be when the words is exchange
They never wanna listen to the words that was spoken
Less its from a second party or friend but thats jus irrelevant
An I aint never lied an said I loved her
She was actin off the script so I had to cut her
Gotta give them Christmas gifts to a new chick
New honey spendin money but you had it then lost it
Add up what that cost is since you such a boss bitch
Rather talk shit than to Work this shit out
But when she leave out for the club she gone turn it out
She met alott Of niqqas that told her that they the best
That told her they were the one an wouldnt end up like the rest
Im open to moving on & open to open sex
She say she ain’t that type of girl
But she gave it up effortless
Weed on excess
Style on best dressed
Got these goes flipping from my fingers like tech deck
Never met ms right atleast not yet
Bottle pop top wet
Bottle pop shot after shot
& She ain’t stop yet
Drink till the pain gone
Drink till the fame drawn
Drink till you say shit you ain’t mean to say
then actin llikeyou ain’t wrong
I say That’s some shady shady
Thats some hot as hades shit
You slap me with a smile like get up out my face an shit
Always faded so bullshit don’t fase
me
Think I’m goin crazy but never over a lady
Frost

Ehh

I been tryna go extra hard in my bars lately
Try not to rap about money weed bithces an cars lately
stop rappin bout the scrappin in the clapping
Just keep it real an put my life in my bars lately
But it’s tricky cause this hoes want the truth
An these niqqas wanna connect to what you sayin in the booth
I got a little suttin for them hood niqqas
But not much cause the way I grew up I aint settle to be a hood niqqa
A little more for the bitches an the women with visions
Much farther then high heels tight dresses an plush linnen
An niqqas with true denim
an money he tryna spend
an liquor he bought forh him
but willing to share with her
From beginning to end just real shit
I be hoping that real niqqas can feel this
Them long nights got me question in my section
Cause now adays you can’t trust every bitch that textin
Or every niqqa you ball with an that’s an expensive lesson
Once they get a Lil liquor they mouths just get bigger
They pride havin em trippin
But don’t trip an get it twisted
Cause of that liquid you would think its December how I be gifted
Never pussy gun don’t feel right but dont push me
Four play games an leave a niqqa wetter thn pussy
Liars say they gon kill me minus the firin
Kill me minus the iron
They don’t feel me ik they lyin
Weed louder than babies crying
Frost stay killin Get a casket
Get clue before you get yo ass hit

freestyle

im so cold wit it
the shit i spit make that cripple niqqa from twilight stand up an do a back flip
sickest on the atlas dont spit the fastest
but Got the cali surf niqqas sayin that im the raddest
twistin purp like I hit a nerve how I got em movin
overlapped the competition how a young niqqa cruisin
bruisin an boastin coast to coast flow
all the ladies say the dread heads most impeccable
saseptable to get real drunk an just speed off
in a new lambo same color cheese balls
Imma chase my dreams
addicted to this money young niqqa cash fein
life look like a movie an they on they last scene
wiegh my inhibitions imma need a triple beam
caught up in the money caught up in the bitches
snake ass niqqas gettin caught up with the snitches
caught up in my buisness
but I aint catchin feelin
thinkin like a killer cause im tryna make a killin
im badder than thriller
mich jack with no glove on
aint no money in my niqqa bank so he got that gun drawn
tom brady on the block when them slugs thrown
all we know is hustle man that love gon
stuntin on these hoes stuntin on these bitches
got a lil money now im hungry for that scrilla
pockets got cheese for the cameras an the pictures
throwin money at these hoes while they screamin they aint strippers
life crazy how this money make a niqqa leave his lady
he was wit her the other day that shit is shady
but them lights real bright an i shine so hard you could see it in the night
fuck a niqqa 2 cents im all about a dolla
make change out of a niqqa if he tryna holla
splash squad fuck ya’ll need that money pronto
fuck yolo we just fucc em an kicc em out its the motto
keep some polo on cause the bitches love the swag
new season salt seats in the pepper colored jag
money is my bitch mary jane just my side hoe
got the cheese an the green took th bread an made a gyro
who fuckin wit the youngin you buggin if yo hand raised
cause ya girl twitter look like my fan page
im real somethin these fake niqqas aint used ta
new chain whole face stones like madussa
im old school like wave caps an rugrats
damier outfits like I ran threw a mud bath
rule number one never lie bout the money flow
rule 2 once u got it u never let the money go
rule three bitches lie ill show u how his honey go
niqqa actin like a bee he a never let his honey go
sucka ass niqqas if you ask me
you can smell im the real shit when you pass me
me an my niqqa one bitch she work both sticks like a xbox
go down low head game fire like red hots
call of duty sniper got a that a head shot
low price to take this niqqa any time like red box
fresh outfits i got a taylor like tiana
dread head rockin snapback older than madonna
street life moved me from a pretty boy to a shotta
rainin shots he in need of an umbrella wheres rihanna
better act calm cause im crazy off this ganja
tryna run the world he wont mis shells like obama
gotta smoke weed cause these lame niqqas make my head hurt
tell a bitch its like swimmin head first
aint number two but i do let that led burst
its just buissnes to get a niqqa buttoned up like a dress shirt
niqqas want beef get em fried like im head chef
old folk swag ill put em on bed rest
first it hit his leg then his chest next
now he rihanna when she changed

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dis bitch craves the cock bad

She’s like one of those creepy, happy, crazy people. o.o

omg LMFAOOO DYING.

CREEPIEST MOTHER FUCKER ALIVE. MASTURBATION IS BEING COMPARED TO RAWANDA OMFG 

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