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It hit different over here, Fommob gang we going AWOL, that's the guys that you should fear R.I.P to Tyshawn, and J Wall, sometimes I shed a tear But we gon' celebrate, know you smiling, how I'm coming all year Should I rap or should I produce, either way this my career I can put this in your ear, give you what you wanna hear I don't contact with nobody, and you see my vision clear Watch how Qualude come from nothing to one of the pioneers Man, you niggas weird, where them niggas that put you on, I go alone But I'm strong, please stay the f*ck out my zone I'm already the goat why you think I was born In the cold, I don't say, or brag too much If you see it then it's gon' show In the crib full of traps, whenever I'm home alone Trust me, it ain't that one person, in this world that Qualude owe Eyes be low, every time you see me smoking out the O I be seeing niggas get out early, what story you done told Swear you niggas bold, with the left I'm taking over I be high all life, I can't even remember, last time I was sober Buying cars, pushing the pedal, till I f*ck up the motor Used to trap through a Nissan, now I'm serving in a Rover She feelin' the vibes, I bring it to her, let me move a little closer Shorty tryna suck on me, while I'm driving, let me pull over Diamonds on my fingers, and it's around her neck Like a choker, you ain't leaving empty-handed Here's a gift from Fashion Nova Don't gotta sing my rap is fluent, when I get on beat, you feel it Through the music, I say the right shit to get your girl hot You mad because she's choosing, some of the stuff I say in songs is real She love it when I do it, like I rotate my tongue on She know how a nigga do it, you see her smiling while she listening My nigga, you going through it, you got the spot, nigga, don't lose it If it's f*ck her, then it's f*ck her, if you love her, then you love her you Better act like you a couple, I show my love right under covers Pussy tight, I'm in the huddle, if I hit it, go look for others Cause I beat it like, she in trouble Take your shot in your life for that bread, and make that shit a double Yeah, I knew that I could ball, felt like the NBA bubble Got stuck on what I want to really do, but gotta remain humble God got me and control me, so can't knock a nigga Hustle, It really defines you as a man, when you come up out the struggle You can't convince, nobody to see your dreams, that's why I keep it subtle, nigga All wins, over losses, man
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