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It's gonna be a feeling there. You know, the bitch been reaching you for a While, you know what I'm saying? But it's not really no love, Jones. 'Cause way before me and the bitch have a Love connection, it's gonna be a bag connection if There ain't no money involved. Early in the morning, Checking traps, picking hoes up. I toss the bitch a whole P and tell Her roll up. I slide through the ghetto with My doors up. Fuck around, it be a car Show when we show up. I'm a boss, so I choose when I wanna Speak. You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let you be. I got no patience for The laws, took 'em through the east. Land on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my Feet. I knew I had to paint the picture When I made it out. I knew I had to tell the truth and What this shit about. Be on that I-seven-five, Took it through the south. I'm FaceTiming with these Hoes, they took a different route. And it's a hundred twenty thousand on the AP. I watched them niggas follow me, I guess it Made me. I hit my knees, I pray to God 'cause that's who saved me. I take the money to invest, but I love Jay-Z. Teezy my brother, when he free, we counting M a piece. I love my brother, that's for Sure, I love him like my niece. C-O-six, drop the top and spin out in a V. I drop them bands at Roll Star, drop Them at Elite. I vow to be a real Nigga 'til I leave this earth. Forty thousand one week, I took it out her Purse. Blacks bringing down Blacks, this must be the Curse. Them niggas kicked me while I'm down and I was at my worst. Yeah, early in the Morning, checking traps, picking hoes up. I toss the bitch a whole P and tell Her roll up. I slide through the ghetto with My doors up. Fuck around, it be a car Show when we show up. I'm a boss, so I choose when I wanna Speak. You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let you be. I got no patience for The laws, took 'em through the east. Land on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my Feet. Posting up, checking, checking, it ain't shit To me. Trapping in with a four 'cause she Chose me. Every square bitch dream where we full Stream. Ain't no talking on no phones, nigga, We can meet. On my way to sign hoes, Do my money dance. Every time a bitch call, it's a couple bands. I was riding twenty-twos, nigga, back then. I ain't crashing out 'bout nothing but the back End. Street nigga, when I park, gotta back in. Pull it up to the neck with the MAC In. All these hoes wanna hump 'Cause I'm 'cause Heavin'. I'm having. Put some Put money some money To the to side the side what I what Recommend. I recommend. Man, I Man, think I it's Think safe it's to safe say that I'm a Gang guy. Bounce out of 88 with the bass Knock. You the type to hit the hood, get Your chain got. You the type to let a .304 brainwash. Nigga, bang job. Early in the morning, checking Facts, picking hoes up. I toss the bitch a whole P and tell Her roll up. I slide through the ghetto with My doors up. Fuck around and be a car Show when we show up. I'm above, so I Choose when I wanna speak. You can get all in your feelings, I'ma let You be. I got no patience for the law, I took 'em through the east. Land on the island, Louis bags, Louis on my Feet. Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy.
Big Sad 1900, Larry June — No Love Connections
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