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Mission
Ayy, Mission wins
Wow, niggas have made it out
We used to trade an ounce
She wanna cuddle with me in the middle
So I get the bread and bounce
I remember days when I ain't have none
But I never stayed without
I never laid down, made me a plan
Now we do it major now
I had to stay patient, stuck with it
Now in a day I can double it
All I can hear is mumbling
Don't worry, bro got the hammer to humble him, humble him
Wing a nigga like I'm Chamberlain
Bet a nigga never run again
Fuck a bitch, I go hustle
Fuck a bitch, I go bust
I'm up in her guts like a fucking puncture
Now I'm back on my money shit
I gotta stack for my son and shit
Nigga, stop tracking my tummy, bitch
Watch a nigga do the running man
Just gotta tell me where my money is
Just gotta tell me where my money at
Beat a nigga like a drummer now
I got some help to build my clientele
Bros forward doing jumping jacks
Now we tryna rule the world and that
Handle anything that come with that
See plenty niggas do the mannequin
And try and claim that they were holding back
Wear a smile, I can see the signs
Get the jewel, I make my conscience sigh
Plenty niggas pray on my demise
So don't act surprised they get left behind
I was here tryna keep the peace
Here's a PSA, want a piece?
Nigga, split your brain just like mac and cheese
Clue is in the name when I'm playing clean
Wow, niggas have made it out
We used to trade an ounce
She wanna cuddle with me in the middle
So I get the bread and bounce
I remember days when I ain't have none
But I never stayed without
I never laid down, made me a plan
Now we do it major now
I had to stay patient, stuck with it
Now in a day I can double it
All I can hear is mumbling
Don't worry, bro got the hammer to humble him, humble him
Wing a nigga like I'm Chamberlain
Bet a nigga never run again
Why the hell these niggas mad at me?
Patting P's on the M.O.B
Still got sexy bitches tryna pattern me
I pull up with more than a stack on me
I can't leave the house without a pack on me
Thots itching like an allergy
Told my lady 'less it's got an arch in it
Don't you ever turn your back on me
Practice came in a Ziploc
Wedding cake when I'm pissed off
Wake up, see a hundred missed calls
Himalayas how I lift off
Chase some milk, try to live large
Take an X pill, I got a stiff jaw
I'm with Crystal, sipping Cristal
Probably end up in this chick raw
Don't give a fuck what they telling you
Smell like a pig, we no selling you
Heard that the board is he plenty for
Could make a change off the residue
Missed get the flames on my messages
Best just pick up when I'm belling you
Too much depends on this hustle
If I can't trust you, it's fuck you
Wow, niggas have made it out
We used to trade an ounce
She wanna cuddle with me in the middle
So I get the bread and bounce
I remember days when I ain't have none
But I never stayed without
I never laid down, made me a plan
Now we do it major now
I had to stay patient, stuck with it
Now in a day I can double it
All I can hear is mumbling
Don't worry, bro got the hammer to humble him, humble him
Wing a nigga like I'm Chamberlain
Bet a nigga never run again, yeah