Imma
Young sinner
Shiesty on my face
Rob a killer
Change ways not moods
Mac miller
All these carck heads movin
Like they out from a thriller
If u disrispect my family
I might just pull the trigger
I will shoot that motherf*cker
Like im kobe for the winner
Step back
Crime scene
Book a flight
Jat lag
The i
Sleep
Counting sheeps in my bed
Then i wake up in the morning
Roll a blunt
Get back
To the buissnes
Money on my mind
Big dreams and a wishlist
Gotta have it all ,till i make it past fifty
Gotta do it all, like my idol did 50
And i so smooth with it
Yet im so filthy
Drinkin like a prince bitch
I would never switch this
Gotta have it all
Cars money and my queen this
I've been aimin for
For my baby
For my moma and my
Gang to go
And reach hights
I cant never do em wrong
Or switch sides
Cuz our gang etarnal
We connected for a life
And they know this
C to the F to the L
Ride or die all my homies
Ah
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Imma
Young sinner
Shiesty on my face
Rob a killer
Change ways not moods
Mac miller
All these carck heads movin
Like they out from a thriller
If u disrispect my family
I might just pull the trigger
I will shoot that motherf*cker
Like im kobe for the winner
Step back
Crime scene
Book a flight
Jat lag
The i
Sleep
Counting sheeps in my bed
Then i wake up in the morning
Roll a blunt
Get back
To the buissnes
Money on my mind
Big dreams and a wishlist
Gotta have it all ,till i make it past fifty
Gotta do it all, like my idol did 50
And i so smooth with it
Yet im so filthy
Drinkin like a prince bitch
I would never switch this
Gotta have it all
Cars money and my queen this
I've been aimin for
For my baby
For my moma and my
Gang to go
And reach hights
I cant never do em wrong
Or switch sides
Cuz our gang etarnal
We connected for a life
And they know this
C to the F to the L
Ride or die all my homies
Ah
Young sinner
Shiesty on my face
Rob a killer
Change ways not moods
Mac miller
All these carck heads movin
Like they out from a thriller
If u disrispect my family
I might just pull the trigger
I will shoot that motherf*cker
Like im kobe for the winner
Step back
Crime scene
Book a flight
Jat lag
The i
Sleep
Counting sheeps in my bed
Then i wake up in the morning
Roll a blunt
Get back
To the buissnes
Money on my mind
Big dreams and a wishlist
Gotta have it all ,till i make it past fifty
Gotta do it all, like my idol did 50
And i so smooth with it
Yet im so filthy
Drinkin like a prince bitch
I would never switch this
Gotta have it all
Cars money and my queen this
I've been aimin for
For my baby
For my moma and my
Gang to go
And reach hights
I cant never do em wrong
Or switch sides
Cuz our gang etarnal
We connected for a life
And they know this
C to the F to the L
Ride or die all my homies
Ah
Writer: Dominik Kuszka
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