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[Intro]
Man, fuck you fake ass niggas and bitches
Tay Keith, Bagg

[Verse 1]
Niggas hatin’, tell ’em quit it
But you gettin’ money, I don’t get it
You want smoke or you just acting?
Are you serious, I’m just asking
If you real then why pretend?
Maybe you tryna get under my skin
Maybe you don’t want to see me win
But I won’t fold and I won’t bend
Give me your cup, fill it with ice
A deuce in the red, put it in the Sprite
Walked in the club, turned on the lights
But it was just dark, so that was my ice
Chanel on my ten toes (toes)
Pinky ring like I pimp hoes (who you with?)
That bitch with me a nympho (she a freak)
Poppin’ percs like they Mentos (ugh ugh, woah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
Chains I’m a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I’m just kickin’ shit)
She throwin’ fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I’m stupid paid (I’m stupid paid, whoa)
I been that nigga, y’all just super lames (y’all knew that)
How you gon’ bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)

[Verse 2]
Came in the game with vengeance
Nigga left, I got right like Lorenzo (got right on)
Gucci my vision, my lenses
I ain’t fucked up ’bout the money, I spends it
I had a talk with the most high (G-O-D)
I walk around with the four five
I’m fresh to death like a dead guy (corpse)
They call me Capo the head guy (honcho, Bagg), yeah
I get emotional when I reflect on my past (when I think ’bout it)
I could be still there so I’m thankful for this bag (amen)
Chandeliers on both my ears, my earrings look like two lamps (bling)
This might not mean nothin’ to you but I used to get food stamps
Hit her from the side, caught a cramp (ugh)
The pussy made me tap, it was damp (wet)
Yellow got me up like a ramp (up)
Pull up, made her serve, then I vamp (skrrt, what you rockin’?)
Yellow diamonds on me, look like macaroni (yellow, yellow)
Told her that I loved her, I’m too macaroni

[Chorus]
Yeah, hop on the beat and ride it like a wave (tryna keep my balance)
Chains I’m a slave, Dolce Johnny Cage (I’m just kickin’ shit)
She throwin’ fits, I told that bitch behave (bitch behave ho)
I pop a bean and chop her like my fade (ugh ugh, oh)
Remember Mario from eleventh grade (remember me from Mitchell?)
Dropped out of school, now I’m stupid paid (I’m stupid paid, whoa)
I been that nigga, y’all just super lames (y’all knew that)
How you gon’ bash me then try fuck me, bitch you super fakes (huh)

[Outro]
I’m so fuckin’ thankful for the bag and shit
Pacific ocean bag, I got a water wrist
Haters make me made, that’s why my diamonds piss
Amen

Fuck these niggas

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 1]
Fuck these bitch niggas, some gotta die, it’s all basic
One shot’ll take a man out, it’s not wasted
Niggas act crazy, and niggas gotta go
Shoot ’em in the face, leaves ’em six feet below
I’m all about [?], I go to war to keep my peace
Why the fuck you think I keep my piece
Don’t ever take kindness for weakness
This Mac-10’ll show you just how cold the streets is
Fuck a red, catch a holo-tip heart attack
Let the chrome turn you right into an artifact
Fake use to [?] moves and move cowardly
Now you got your life taken by reality

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 2]
Play the shadows like Bartolome Moya
If I kill, case closed, no need for a lawyer
I look in your eyes and see lavender
I don’t give a fuck about the depth of a scavenger
Kill ’em, leave they head slumped on the wheel
Throw some work in the car and make it look like a deal
Cameras make it harder to kill
So when you pointin’ your steel make sure you guardin’ your grill
Uh, fuck ’em, buck ’em, buck ’em, send ’em home
Shoot these niggas up and lay ’em down with the chrome
And they say life’s priceless, but your life’s worthless
This nigga gotta go big, go home with the surface
I’ll kill ’em

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 3]
18,000 count cotton, you soft
Niggas be actin’ mad live ’til they got knocked off
Uh, takes a rifle to stop your life cycle
Death isn’t jail, your friends cannot write you
Ain’t no fuckin’ tellin’ what the guns do
But you know my niggas study Sun Tzu
I’ll leave you with your [?] and your dome
But take your Jordans off so we can put a tag on your toe, bitch

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

Fuck these niggas

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 1]
Fuck these bitch niggas, some gotta die, it’s all basic
One shot’ll take a man out, it’s not wasted
Niggas act crazy, and niggas gotta go
Shoot ’em in the face, leaves ’em six feet below
I’m all about [?], I go to war to keep my peace
Why the fuck you think I keep my piece
Don’t ever take kindness for weakness
This Mac-10’ll show you just how cold the streets is
Fuck a red, catch a holo-tip heart attack
Let the chrome turn you right into an artifact
Fake use to [?] moves and move cowardly
Now you got your life taken by reality

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 2]
Play the shadows like Bartolome Moya
If I kill, case closed, no need for a lawyer
I look in your eyes and see lavender
I don’t give a fuck about the depth of a scavenger
Kill ’em, leave they head slumped on the wheel
Throw some work in the car and make it look like a deal
Cameras make it harder to kill
So when you pointin’ your steel make sure you guardin’ your grill
Uh, fuck ’em, buck ’em, buck ’em, send ’em home
Shoot these niggas up and lay ’em down with the chrome
And they say life’s priceless, but your life’s worthless
This nigga gotta go big, go home with the surface
I’ll kill ’em

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Verse 3]
18,000 count cotton, you soft
Niggas be actin’ mad live ’til they got knocked off
Uh, takes a rifle to stop your life cycle
Death isn’t jail, your friends cannot write you
Ain’t no fuckin’ tellin’ what the guns do
But you know my niggas study Sun Tzu
I’ll leave you with your [?] and your dome
But take your Jordans off so we can put a tag on your toe, bitch

[Chorus]
Yo, take the trash out, take the mask out
Take the gloves out, fuck it, take the snubs out
Niggas act crazy and we kill ’em
Son, they gotta pay the funeral home to bill ’em

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
I work hard every motherfuckin’ day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it’s my day
And no matter what they say, it’s my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Roll up to the spot, feelin’ real good
Think you gon’ talk shit, you better not, my homies real hood
They say, "Logic, why you do that?" I don’t know, I don’t know
Yeah, they used to be like, "Who that?" I don’t know, I don’t know
Now they know my name wherever I go
Used to think that’s what I wanted, but now, just don’t know
No, I can’t fuck with that, nook if you buckin’ back
Yeah, I been workin’ but I ain’t get nothin’ back
Tell me the dealy now, hold up, wait, really now
All of that shit you been talkin’ just silly now

[Pre-Chorus]
Just as quick as you rise
Just as quick as you could fall
Oh, no no no, I can’t fuck with that at all
Can’t fuck with that at all

[Chorus]
I work hard every motherfuckin’ day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it’s my day
And no matter what they say, it’s my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah

[Verse 2]
All, all she ever wanted was attention
And a bunch of other shit I shouldn’t mention
‘Cause she got daddy issues for days, for days and days
But today, she ain’t got shit to do, her right along with you
So we gon’ fuck around and vibe and vibe and vibe and vibe
I’m tryna live my life, but am I doing it right?
Hey, I’m tryna live my life, but am I doing it right?
‘Cause they tell me I’m the man
You the man right now, you the man right now
With the whole wide world in the palm of your hand right now
Fuck the lights and the cameras and the money and the fame
I’ma do it for the fam right now
I’ma get it for the 301 and the R-A-double T-P-A-C ’cause you know

[Chorus]
I work hard every motherfuckin’ day-ay-ay-ayy
I work hard, I work hard every day-ay-ay-ayy, yeah
But today is my day, it’s my day
And no matter what they say, it’s my day
La-la-la-la-la-la, yeah, yeah

Doorways

[Intro]
Aye, looking through this hallway
In a different place from what I know, a different ballgame
What is through the doorway
Keep it pushing always
Seeing different from what I’ve been told, been thinking all day
Ohhh, this is so smooth coming from you know who
Anybody can say anything I’d rather show you
Ohhh, I’mma be free now
Give you what you need
This is how it’s supposed to be

[Verse: 1]
This is how it’s supposed to be
When it’s 30 plus degrees
Riding with the windows down
Oooo just so you can see me in it
I don’t mean to brag, it’s the shit I never had
Haters are forever mad, I just laugh, then hit the dab
Oh keep on doing what I do, am I a good girl gone bad?
Shit, I’ll try not to be flash, true I’ll say it ‘cause I can
Woah, hold up Simbi what has gotten into you these days?
When was it about the stuntin’, when was it about your pay?
Www…wait please slow down, I’m a pro now
My last name means count money, can you pronounce it?
Ajikawo, heir to the throne now
I don’t belong anywhere, not even my own town
Am I insecure now, speaking on my thoughts now
Shit, I know I got trust issues, it’s hard to ignore now
What have I become, am I losing all control now?
Think I better go now

[Spoken Interlude]
What happened when I followed the white rabbit?
I’ll never be perfect to me
I’ll never stop questioning what more I can to do to love myself
Not knowing how to do that only results in trust issues
I may seem perfect to you but I come with layers
And this is more than one

Trust Issues

[Hook]
Trust issues, trust issues
You know what I’m sippin’
I’ll teach you how to mix it, you’re the only one
I don’t trust these bitches
I don’t trust these niggas
I don’t trust anyone apart from who I came with
Is that bad of me?
Don’t be mad at me
Know my imperfections make me who I plan to be
Though what’s slowing me down is trust issues

[Verse: 2]
Oh, everybody’s got some sort of faith inside them
Gotta find where it lives
More time I’m alone when I pray in silence
God knows how I think
Everybody’s got some sort of faith inside ‘em
No such thing as hate inside ‘em
You search more then you was findin’ and take what life gives
To you on a daily basis, all I see is faces
Medical rolled
A little conversation is all I need
I’ve been seeing different places
It’s hard to leave, we are the key
When you’re in a bubble you know it’s hard to see
In and out of trouble can’t see past the now
Trapped inside my mind, lost can’t be found
I’ll get us in, if you buy the rounds
City’s on a hold whenever I’m in town
It’s going up, Space Age, man you know it’s us
Everybody’s gonna talk instead of showing love
They take something real small then they blow it up
Can’t take the fake shit these days
Everybody want to fake shit these days
While you’re being wasteful in a time of need
I be out here trying to save shit these days
Never take to the ‘he says, she says’
Gotta get it from the main source these days
Nobody is an angel these days
You disagree better speak up please say
Everybody’s got a life here, and free will
I’m the type to lay low and be still
Type to make a nigga open up and say how he feels
You bet he won’t but I bet he will

[Hook]
Everybody’s got trust issues
You know what I’m sippin’
I’ll teach you how to mix it
You’re the only one
I don’t trust these bitches
I don’t trust these niggas
I don’t trust anyone apart from who I came with
Is that bad of me?
Don’t be mad
My imperfections make me who I plan to be
Though what’s slowing me down is trust issues