Document 2

Bongman thats the logo
 I get my shit on the low low
 When i see a bitch that i like n shit
 Im a fuck that bitch on my gopro
 Cinematic on film and wax
 Ima bit sparatic so i love ta dab
 Hush hush lil hata bitch
 I was simulating murder when i made this mix
 Hillyard pride till the day i die
 For them stupid fucks thats 509
 For the rest of us
 Thats the frontline
 I aint front mine
 I got my shit on the fucken grind
 Bmg n thats the crew
 Need a bag you can come threw
 I aint done hustlin i fucks with it
 Fuck strugglen i touch digits
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 Still murken these beats n rhymes
 While you lurk bezerk deep in pizza time
 I put a hurt on words i aint leasen mine
 I fucken cursed the verse then put the heat online
 A four seat on grind
 Crooked alpine
 Kanetown on pound
 The whole ride is high
 We ride do or die
 We solidify
 You aint nothing but
 A group full a stupid guys
 Bongman gang their you heard it from me
 We rep bmg thats MOE
 You need cash on deck if you fuck with me
 I dont fuck wit punks i stay sucker free
 I eat a bunch at lunch lil punk emcees
 You'll get sucker punch by my skunky weed
 I rap real life on these hard ass beats
 And the struggles grimey so it sounds like beef
 Everytime i speak
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 Gargoyle n thats real shit
 Posted up tryna get chips
 If you see my homies on the fucken grind
 Better Show respect at least buy a dime
 The streets are cold, this is how we eat
 Fuck selling coke stick to pushen t's
 Beats merch and mp3's
 Bongman gang dawg u know me
 Cash on deck n we got heat in the trunk
 B Dawg on the beat n I'm bringin the funk
 Its minimal effort to make the mother fucker slump
 Im a gargoyle dawg n thats what I'm about
 All dabbed out locked into the couch
 Holden down the house with a half an oz
 Turned up loud till it maxes out
 Picture me rollin homie look at me now
 We loud as fuck like the 40 cal